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So I’m staggerin’ thru the docks, right? Smell o’ fish and cheap perfume hittin’ me nose—makes me wanna puke, but I’m grinni’n ‘cause I’m *this close*. Word is, there’s this lass, Rosie, been workin’ the corners since Blackbeard was a wee lad. Little known fact, arrgh—she once conned a lord outta his gold teeth! Swapped ‘em fer fakes mid-kiss, the sly minx. I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ bout it—bloody brilliant, that! Makes me happy as a clam at high tide.

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While we were waitin’ it out, I started thinkin’ about how unpredictable life is. One minute you’re eatin’ fish, the next you’re dodgin’ raindrops like it’s a game. I was feelin’ all philosophical and stuff. But then, I saw a couple of kids playin’ in the rain, laughin’ and splashin’ around. It hit me—life’s too short to be mad. So, I joined ‘em! We were all laughin’ and actin’ like fools.

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