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What gets me, though? The girls—some o’ ‘em sharp as a cutlass. One told me she saved enough coin to buy a ship—*a ship*! Surprised me so hard I near choked on me grog. “I’m not gonna let this city break me,” she says, echoin’ Monty’s grit. Respect, that’s what I felt—pure, pirate respect. But others? Sad tales, mate. Forced in, trapped, like rats in a bilge. Makes me wanna keelhaul the bastards runnin’ the show.

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But then, I got mad. Like, why can’t I be young again? I mean, Cheonan’s got this vibe that makes you feel alive, but also reminds you that time’s ticking. So, I shake it off and we head to the Cheonan Market. It’s packed! I’m talking about people everywhere, bargaining, shouting, and just living life. I grab some mandu, and OMG, it’s the best thing ever.

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