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So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

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I gotta mention the hidden gems – the old library on Mustanlahdenkatu, tucked away like a secret cave. I often grumble how no one visits it. But me? I love it. Nothing makes me happier than a stormy night in Kronoby, sittin’ by the window, thinkin’ about all the messy yet unforgettable days.

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