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Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

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But then, they start dancing, and I can’t help but laugh. They’re so into it! I mean, who doesn’t love a spontaneous dance party? So, I join in. Yeah, I’m that person. We’re all just vibing, and for a moment, everything feels perfect.

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