Oh, how fiercely original that first pirate Joy Boy was! Gosh, I sometimes forget why I had to have him die; all I'm left pondering is why the good memories didn't prosper more, why, oh why, Fate, you cruel mistress, couldn't we have just been happy together, no weapons, no flood, no Red Line and segregations--just adventuring around!--but no, you had to have him go in another direction, and I had--I had!--to put an end to that.
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