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i may be wrong but if you dont believe what you see with your own eyes youre either insane or ill. only works with seeing though. cant believe a bloody word you hear or read. whys your time special. and i like the things im good at because im good at them but i hate the things i hate for different reasons.
your mother died when you was young then. my mother was sick a lot but i dont know if shes alive or dead. you still got to be a child though. how.
those can be very solid homes. in nassau you slept where you could. either on the ship or some poor bastards house you ransacked. lucky if you had one bed to ten men. black seems a rich boy to me. thinks he knows everything because his father told him so. my dad was a drunken raving lunatic. sometimes its better not to listen.