In which I finally get around to writing up a few of my reactions to Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End. Spoilers, spoilers everywhere. Why is it always some unwise hour of the night when I undertake these projects? Oh, right. The brain is nocturnal. Pity about the rest of me.
( We have fed our sea for a thousand years and she calls us, still unfed. )
( We have fed our sea for a thousand years and she calls us, still unfed. )
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