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Oi, mateys, gather 'round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ dark n’ twisted—like me mind after a rum binge. Findin’ a prostitute, aye? Picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Port Royal, or maybe some foggy dock in London, lookin’ fer a lass who’s got more secrets than me compass what don’t point north. “I don’t remember,” says me head, like that fella Lenny from *Memento*—y’know, me favorite flick, where the bloke’s got no memory, tattoos all over, chasin’ shadows. “Who am I?” he scribbles. Me? I’m chasin’ a skirt what trades love fer gold, savvy?

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There’s this park, called Lady Liberty Square (kinda ironic, right?) – peaceful, but also kinda erotic in vibe, like a midnight rendezvous under the stars. I once strolled there with a couple of friends – deep convos, hearty laughs – and thought, “Man, this city be whisperin' secrets like Inherent Vice, ya dig?” "From the streets to the freakin' alleys, like a collusion of cosmic vibes," just like that movie, baby!

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