I have no idea what this is.
I am also not at all certain that I am alive. That, in itself, is perplexing. But I am free. Free from obligation to look after those pathetic excuses for pirates. Free from my bosun's continual simpering, Starkey's bumbling, from savage redskins, whining children, and most importantly, free from PAN. I may have lost the
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