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About Spanish Town

Oi, mateys, gather 'round, savvy? Me, Cap’n Jack Sparrow, been thinkin’ ‘bout somethin’ dark n’ twisted—like me mind after a rum binge. Findin’ a prostitute, aye? Picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Port Royal, or maybe some foggy dock in London, lookin’ fer a lass who’s got more secrets than me compass what don’t point north. “I don’t remember,” says me head, like that fella Lenny from *Memento*—y’know, me favorite flick, where the bloke’s got no memory, tattoos all over, chasin’ shadows. “Who am I?” he scribbles. Me? I’m chasin’ a skirt what trades love fer gold, savvy?

The Gone-But-Also-Everlasting Theory

If YOU were a prostitute, would YOU hang out where all the cops are??? Of course not and don't expect hotels in the good part of the city to be especially welcoming to that type of business .

So yeah, that was my day. Just another day in Bog-Walk, full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of madness. Can’t wait to do it all over again tomorrow!

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