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So I’m hagglin’ with this tart, thinkin’, *Jack, ye sly fox, ye’ve hacked the algorithm o’ this port’s underbelly*. “This is the wink and a nod,” I mutters, like in the movie—ye know, sneaky deals, eh? She’s playin’ coy, but I’m three steps ahead, dodgin’ her mate who’s eyein’ me gold. “Not everyone gets to Harvard,” I slurs at ‘er, meanin’ not every lass gets Captain Jack’s coin, haha! She laughs—prolly thinks I’m daft, but I’m just drunk ‘n’ clever.

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oh man – the outdoors! Lynn Canyon Park is a secret adrenaline rush. that suspension bridge? epic. heart-pounding at times, but i chill there, laid back, thinking “shaken, not stirred, man, just like Bond would, chill as hell!” i sometimes meet folks who swear they feel the spirit of the forest – or maybe it's just my overactive imagination after too many deep tissue sessions.

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