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About Ioannina

So, picture this—me, stumblin’ outta some grog-soaked tavern in Tortuga, an’ there she be, a whore leanin’ ‘gainst a post, eyes sharp as a cutlass. She’s no prim lass waitin’ fer a prince, nah, she’s got grit! Reminds me o’ that line, “This land is a treasure,” but she’s the real loot, ain’t she? I toss her a wink, she smirks—bloody hell, I’m hooked! Whores ain’t just about the tumble, see? They’ve got stories—little-known ones, too. Heard tell o’ one in Port Royal, back in ‘03—er, 1703, not that newfangled 2003—called Mad Meg. Lass had a peg leg, lost it to a shark, swore it made her “twice the woman.” Customers lined up fer the tale alone, savvy?

Zanteisland

Nice sandy beach, but nothing much, the feature of this beach is to have wooden houses that serve to protect turtle eggs that would otherwise be crushed. The cost of umbrellas is .

I run to the tech guy down on Agios Nikolaos Street. This guy, I swear, he’s a wizard with computers. But today? He’s busy fixing his own mess. I’m like, “Dude, I need you NOW!” He just shrugs. I’m about to lose it.

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