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... rates, who had come to an agreement while cursing each other, were drinking and singing, their faces flushed red and pink.
The voice wasn't that of a singer, but it had an aloof charm to it.
"Yo ho...ho ho ho ho! Hardy har har. Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!" Jack Sparrow sang, raising the bottle of rum.
Kai slammed the empty bottle in his hand on the floor, and let it go rolling in the distance.
The rum bit at his throat and lungs, but there was a lover's pain abo ...
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