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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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As the day winds down, I’m exhausted. I head to the local pub on the corner of Bryndwr Rd and Wairakei Rd. I need a pint. I sit down, and the bartender, a mate of mine, pours me a cold one. I’m just about to relax when I overhear some blokes talking about the next big race. They’re all hyped, and I can’t help but join in.

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