Life as a Pirate

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The afternoon sun shines through a glassless window. A lightly dirty man wakes from the sunlight. Getting up from the cot he finds his clothes and takes a look at the woman he brought for the evening. He grins to himself seeing that he picked a good woman last night. Exciting out of the room the pirate makes his way to his favorite hell hole.

His walk towards the pub is relaxing. He picked pocket three drinks and flirts with a redhead who will be working this evening. Continuing down the dirt road he sees the ship Lost Faith. The ship is lovely against the blue sea and sky. He can't help but wonder what it would be like to be a part of her crew. He reaches the pub and orders a nice hot meal with a cool cup of water. Paying with the money he has stolen he makes his way to the beach.

Finding a shady spot the pirate takes a nap so he can be well-rested for this evening's pleasure. After all, that lovely redhead is working tonight. His eyelids slowly close and the hot afternoon air blankets him as he sleeps.