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Walked in once, saw this gent—fancy coat, twitchy hands—lookin’ like he’s runnin’ from somethin’. Reminds me o’ Tom Stall in the movie, all quiet ‘til the beast comes out. “How do you live with it?” I mutter to meself, watchin’ him pick a girl. Made me angry, aye—cowardice in a man’s a blight! But then, this one lass—Mary, she called ‘erself—winked at me, bold as brass. “This is my family now,” she says, like she’s claimin’ her ship. Got me laughin’, happy as a clam—pirate spirit in a brothel, who’d’a thunk?

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As the day winds down, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, frustrated, surprised. Faerjestaden is a rollercoaster, man. I head home, and I can’t help but think about how crazy life is. One minute you’re soaked and stressed, and the next you’re laughing at a kid and a seagull.