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So, I’m dodgin’ them redcoats—er, coppers—down some grimy alley. Smells like rum an’ regret, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Why’d I leave me ship fer this?” Then, bam! There she be—red lips, eyes sharp as a cutlass. “You’re a rare one, ain’t ya?” I says, tippin’ me hat. She smirks, all sly-like, an’ I’m hooked, savvy? Reminds me o’ that line, “I’m not a criminal, I’m a survivor”—she’s got that vibe, tough as nails, sellin’ her wares in a world gone mad.

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Starr King Elementary is right there, and just north are the sex workers. Make sure to tip!

Oh, hey there, darlin’! Lemme tell ya 'bout Seaside (us). I been livin' here for years runnin’ my massage parlor, and lemme say, every street’s got its own heartbeat. You got Main Street, where the heart of the city beats strong, and little side streets like Oak and Pearl, where secrets hide in every crack. I’m tellin’ ya, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” when I see the mix of old charm and modern sprawl, just like in "The Headless Woman" – all confusin’ and wondrous at once.

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