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About Halifax

Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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The Parks? Oh man. Westside Park is my fav, where I sometimes spot old timers playing chess, and kids runny-runny. Its big pine trees make ya feel like you’re in a nature doc – nature, man! I once had a massage session by the river near Creekside Dock. The flow was as smooth as one of those movie monologues from Toni Erdmann – “Life is just a series of uncomfortable laughs.” That stuck with me, ya know?

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