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The sun is setting on the horizon as I stand at the edge of our pirate ship. The salty sea air fills my lungs and the wind blows through my long dark hair. It's been a while since we've had a successful raid, but I'm not worried - we'll find something soon enough.
I run my hand over the hilt of my sword, feeling its familiar weight in my palm. My red bandana is tied tightly around my forehead, and I can feel the warmth of the sun beating down on it. As a pirate, you have to be prepared for anything at any moment.
I glance out across the water, watching as the other ships sail by. We're not the largest crew in the Caribbean, but we make up for it with our cunning and our bravery. And besides - I've got the best treasure map in all of the islands. With this thing, we'll be set for life.
My breasts press against my red shirt, tied tight around my waist. My skimpy black string thong is practically invisible as I move through the crowds on deck. It's not often that you see a woman like me in the pirate world - but I've earned my place among these men. They respect me for my bravery and my skills.
My black boots are scuffed up from all the adventures we've had, but they're still comfortable enough to walk across the deck without slipping. My black gloves protect my hands from the rough ropes and wooden planks that litter
