Sally passed a map to peg-legged Shanks. “Is it true? What the Captain said?”
“Aye.”
“When Circe cursed the ship, you asked to become an alligator man?”
“Aye.”
“Why?”
He adjusted his tricorn with a saurian grin. “So I’d always be the navi-GATOR, Lassie!”
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