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But oh, the hagglin’—drives me up the mast! She’s all, “Two shillings,” an’ I’m like, “One, or I’m off to Davy Jones!” We settle, an’ I’m grinnin’ like I stole the Pearl back. Reminds me o’ that flick line—“You owe me nothing!”—‘cept I owed her a bit o’ silver, ha! Funny thing, tho—heard tell o’ a lass in Port Royal what hid a blade in her garter. Nearly lost me jewels once to a trick like that—keeps ye sharp, it does!

Fait il bon vivre à Bully-les-Mines ?

Being bullied most of my life has made me a paranoid adult. I easily spiral into paranoia and isolate myself from the world. I feel like something's wrong.

There’s this one alley—la Rue des Écoles—that’s oddly calm. It surprises ya with its cobblestones and quiet corners. People pass, share nods. It's like a secret meeting ground. Gotta love that contrast with the hectic downtown buzz on Rue Victor Hugo.

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