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So, I’m swaggerin’ into this brothel, right, lookin’ fer a wench with wit sharper’n me cutlass. Air’s thick with perfume—cheap stuff, burns yer nose like bad grog. Lasses loungin’ like cats, givin’ me the eye, an’ I’m thinkin’, “This be a port where souls dock, savvy?” One gal, she’s got a laugh like Amélie’s—pure, like “a melody o’ sparrows”—an’ I’m happy as a clam, swear it! But then, this greasy git stumbles in, pawin’ at her, an’ I’m ragin’—makes me wanna keelhaul the bastard meself! Ain’t right, I tell ye.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Minho bursts in. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe this!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, he just got back from the Pohang Steelworks tour. He’s raving about how massive it is. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, steel is cool, but we have a crisis!” But then he shows me a pic of the steel beams, and I’m like, “Whoa, that’s actually dope.”

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