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Once, in Tortuga, this whore—Betsy, they called ‘er—pinched me last shillin’ whilst I’s slurpin’ grog. Made me mad as a storm-tossed sea! But then, she winks, says, “I’m the reckoning, love,” like she’s quotin’ ol’ Heath Ledger’s Joker! Couldn’t stay cross—laughed me arse off, I did. She’s got guts, y’see, an’ that’s rare as a sober pirate. Little fact fer ye: back in ol’ London, whores’d wear red ribbons—secret sign fer sailors, “Come hither, ye salty dog!” Ain’t that a hoot?

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Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the lights flicker back on. I get back to work, and it’s all good. The kid’s leg is fixed, and he’s all smiles. I’m feeling like a hero, you know? But then, as I’m cleaning up, I step on something. It’s a toy car. I look down, and it’s a Hot Wheels. I can’t help but laugh. Like, how did this end up here?

Ruth Marie Fondi Obituary (1927-2024)