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About Swords

Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! ‘Tis I, Captain Jack Sparrow, here to spin ye a yarn ‘bout whores, savvy? Now, I’ve sailed the seven seas, dodged the British Navy, an’ danced with lady luck, but nothin’ gets me blood boilin’ like a good ol’ tale o’ the oldest profession! Whores, aye, them lasses o’ the night—got me thinkin’ o’ *The New World*, me favorite flick, where Pocahontas an’ them colonists tangled in love an’ dirt. “The great earth bears us,” she says, all poetic-like, but whores? They bear somethin’ else entirely, arr!

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Whore · Town-crier · Night time · The call · Keep out of prison · Detention haircut · On the visit of the doctors to my cell · Tall love · Afterword. Mark.

Anyway, I wrap up the meeting, and I’m outta there like a shot. I race over to the park, and wow, it’s packed! People everywhere, kids running around, music playing. I’m grinning like an idiot. I grab a basket and start loading up on goodies. Strawberries, check. Homemade jam, check. I even snag a cute little plant.

Dean's Lecture 2025 (Faculty of Science and Engineering)