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Now, ‘ere’s a tidbit ye landlubbers dunno—back in Tortuga, they say ol’ Madame Claire, she’d tattoo her price on her thigh, right under the garter. Secret code, see? Only the keenest rogues—like meself, savvy?—spot it. Saved me a shillin’ once, swear it. Surprised me rotten first time I saw it, jaw dropped like a cannon hatch.

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But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and snatches my pastry! I’m like, “Hey! That’s mine!” But the pigeon doesn’t care. It’s off, flying away with my snack. I’m standing there, half-laughing, half-fuming. I mean, who knew pigeons in Ittiri were so bold?

Antonio and Gavino Puledda, who are the victims of the accident between Sassari and Ittiri