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Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

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After an hour of waiting, the lights flicker back on. Thank goodness! We get back to work, and I’m feeling all pumped. But then, I spill coffee all over my notes. Ugh! I’m like, “Great, just great.” Rina’s cracking up, and I’m just sitting there, staring at my soggy papers. “Guess I’m not a coffee scientist after all,” I joke.

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