Every year here in Portland a wonderful thing happens:
A buncha Navy vessels cruise into town and disgorge a whole shitload of sailors.
I tried to convince Chief to help me shanghai a couple but he wasn't interested. He only sleeps around when there's a monkey involved.
It was really disappointing, though, because I could not get a picture of sailors. There were these two perfect, hot sailors with tight buns but an old man beat me to them. After that, it started to rain and I became discouraged. All the men in the cute white suits had wisely moved out of the wet streets and into strip dens.
I only saw one other sailor, but he was flabby and I suspected him of a loose bung so I moved on.