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What gets me blood boilin’? Them pompous gents judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when they’re the ones sneakin’ round her skirts at dusk! Hypocrites, the lot—makes me wanna keelhaul ‘em. But she? She’s got guts, mate. Happy as a clam, me, watchin’ her outsmart ‘em. Once saw her nick a gold chain off a drunkard mid-tumble—smooth as rum down me gullet. Surprised me, aye, how she danced through life like it’s a jig.

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I’m not gonna lie – some parts can really get on my nerves sometimes. Traffic on Ocean Blvd can be a nightmare. I get mad, really mad, ‘cause I'm all about speedy connections, ok? And some dates are a total disaster (sad but true!). But hey, that's life in Ocean-Pointe, right? Everyone's always in a hurry, but even then, the vibe remains absolutely the best, simply the best.

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