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Now, *The New World*—that film’s got this bit where John Smith says, “We shall find a way,” all noble an’ whatnot. Whores? They don’t wait fer ways—they make ‘em! Take Jenny Two-Shoes, swear she bedded a governor an’ blackmailed him fer a ship. A ship, mates! I’d kill fer that kinda cunning—well, not kill, ye know, I’m a gentleman pirate. Me quirks? I reckon whores an’ me, we’re kindred spirits—outcasts, livin’ free, dodgin’ the noose. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but ain’t it grand?

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Go on Facebook, and sure enough, there's a Whore Island Business page for the address at the house right across from the one I'm staying at. What is this about? Can anybody give me any .

But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches a chip right outta my hand! I’m like, “What the heck, man?!” I chase after it, flailing my arms like a lunatic. The old lady is cracking up, and I’m just embarrassed. I mean, who chases a bird? Apparently, me.

Six-fold increase in cycle accidents since Island Bay bike lane installed