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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? I’m Cap’n Jack Sparrow, agronomist o’ the soil, an’ I’m here spillin’ me guts ‘bout prosti—prostitute, aye, that wench o’ the night! Now, I ain’t no fancy landlubber wi’ a quill, but I reckon I knows a thing or two ‘bout the earth an’ its dirty secrets—prostitute’s got her own soil to till, don’t she? Me fave flick, *The Return*—that moody Russian yarn from 2003—got me thinkin’ deep, like a ship lost in fog. “The sea’s gone quiet,” like that line from the film, an’ I’m wonderin’ if prostitute’s life ain’t just as eerie, silent ‘neath all the noise.

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Finally, he rolls up, all smiles and sunglasses. I’m like, “Dude, you know we’re not here for a vacation, right?” But whatever, I’m just the muscle. So we hit the beach, and I’m scanning the crowd. You never know who’s lurking, right? Båstad’s a small town, but it’s got its share of drama.

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