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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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So, I’m sprinting down the street, dodging tourists like I’m in some kinda obstacle course. Seriously, why are there so many people at the Freedom Monument at this hour? It’s like they don’t have jobs or something. I mean, I get it, it’s a beautiful spot, but c’mon!

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