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Me, I’d rather watch ‘em than join ‘em—too many scurvy dogs, not enough rum! An’ the smell—ugh, like a bilge rat’s arse after a week at sea. Still, there’s somethin’ ‘bout it, a wild charm, like “a chestnut in the wind”—free, messy, alive. So, what say ye, crew? Brothel’s a riddle, aye—part sin, part salvation, all madness. Savvy?

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Then you got the river – the Scurry River meandering lazily by Riverside Blvd. Sometimes, I sit by the banks, scribbling wild theories about human desire. The river’s like a mirror for the city’s pulsating heart. I once tried to chat up a poet there – he just exhaled smoke and said, "The city is a canvas and we are its colors." I nearly fell over laughing.

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