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So, picture this, right? Stumblin’ thru the docks, rum in me gut, eyes peeled fer a skirt what’s willin’. Ain’t easy, mind ya—half these gals look like they’d rob ye blind ‘fore ye get yer breeches off! Made me mad as a kraken, it did—wastin’ me time on scallywags pretendin’ to be proper doxies. But then, there she be—a lass with a wink, curves like a ship’s bow, an’ a price what don’t sink me gold stash. Happy as a clam, I was! “I am a free man!” I hollers in me head, like Solomon Northup breakin’ chains.

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I gotta be honest—some parts of Schofield-Barracks make me mad as hell. Like, every whackin' pothole on Southbound Lane drives me crazy, and don't even get me started on the endless honking near the barracks outpost. It’s like a never-ending chase, man! But then, there are those spots near the corner of Thompson & 3rd, cozy cafes where the locals gossip about everything—from policy to that one time I nearly blew up a place because of a scheduling mix-up!

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