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Once saw her fleece a drunkard—took his gold teeth, too! Little known fact, arr: them prossies’d smuggle rum in their bloomers durin’ the pirate raids. Clever, eh? Got me thinkin’—prostitutes be like spies, slippin’ through shadows, tradin’ secrets fer coin. “This is what we do,” Sally’d say, echoin’ that movie’s grit. Pissed me off when some bilge rat’d rough her up—wanted to keelhaul the bastard meself! But she’d just laugh, dust off, an’ say, “I’m still here, Jack.”

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After that, I needed a breather. I hit up this little café on Shimozato Street. Best matcha latte ever! Seriously, if you’re in Shimotsuke, you gotta try it. I’m sippin’ my drink, and this cute little cat strolls by. I’m like, “Aww, look at you!” But then it just plops down right in front of me. I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m trying to enjoy my latte here!”

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