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But oh, what gets me blood boilin’? The endin’, arrgh! They just… stop. No closure, no gold, no nothin’! “Take the original, leave the copy,” James says, all smug-like. I’m ragin’, “Ye can’t leave me hangin’, ye bilge rat!” Wanted to keelhaul the lot of ‘em. Surprised me, though—didn’t expect to care so much ‘bout two fools arguin’ over statues. Me, a pirate, carin’ ‘bout *feelin’s*? That’s a laugh!

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Now, the parks – oh my god, how I love Parc de la Lune. Truest beauty here. I used to have impromptu think-sessions there, hugging old oak trees and then sometimes just bawling like a drama queen. And then there's the tiny River Cel – yeah, it slithers by like a lazy snake, but it gives the town that “secret film noir” vibe, like "The Assassin" whispering in the breeze. “The passing of time,” it kinda says, if you squint.

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