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About Kyoto

So, findin’ a prossie, right? Ain’t just ‘bout coins clinkin’. Nah, it’s a dance, a game! Ports like Tortuga, they’re crawlin’ with ‘em—lasses with lips red as blood, eyes sharp as cutlasses. Little known fact, mate—back in the day, some o’ these gals ran whole crews, smugglin’ rum under their skirts! True story, swear on me compass! Got me laughin’—imagine that, a prossie captain, orderin’ me ‘round! “You wanna die?” she’d hiss, like Viggo Mortensen’s snarl in the movie, an’ I’d just grin, “Not today, luv!”

Yomitan Village

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But then, outta nowhere, this lady starts yelling. I look over, and she’s pointing at a jellyfish. Like, seriously? It’s just chillin’ there, minding its own business. I’m like, “Lady, it’s not gonna attack you!” But she’s freaking out, and I’m just trying to keep my cool. I mean, I’ve seen crazier things, but this? C’mon!

‘Unforgiveable desecration’ of Okinawa’s shrine to war dead