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Here’s a mad fact—back in the 1800s, prostitutes ran pirate ships! True shit—called ‘em “sea wives.” Badass, right? Makes me think—*Tropical Malady* vibes—“The beast is free, untamed!” They’re wild, mate, untouchable. Still, gets me gutted—some are kids, forced in. Fuckin’ breaks me. You ever seen that? Shocks ya straight, like a kick in the nuts.

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Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout my favorite hangout—the park "Le Cocoon." It’s a quiet patch near the little river La Petite Ruisseau. I used ta sit there thinkin’ ‘bout people’s troubles, tellin’ 'em, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” while watchin' nature do its magic. That park got secrets, man, secrets like a family dinner left open to all them stories—sometimes happy, sometimes sad, always real.

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