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Little tale fer ye: back in Tortuga, they say Blackbeard hisself funded one—kept his crew from mutiny with a “house o’ negotiable affection.” Smart bastard, that one! Keeps the peace, aye, ‘til the rum runs dry. Surprised me, it did—ol’ Ed Teach playin’ pimp! Now, don’t ye go thinkin’ it’s all roses—some o’ these girls, they’re trapped, savvy? Breaks me black heart, it does. “You’re a good man,” I whisper to meself, then laugh—nah, I’m a pirate, not a saint!

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Jan 17,  · We’ve translated a chapter on the golden age of Parisian brothels, and the language herein aligns with the original text. Between World War I and World War II, an Missing: Parede.

I start setting traps, and outta nowhere, I hear a loud crash. I jump, thinking it’s the rats coming for me. But nah, it’s just some kid playing soccer outside. I peek out the window, and there’s a whole squad of kids, kicking a ball around. I can’t help but smile. They’re having the time of their lives. Makes me remember when I was a kid, running around without a care.

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