One month before the pandemic began, I found myself unemployed and in dire need of a shot of mana. My world back then seemed unfulfilled, so I tried to raid the supernatural by exploring a primal land in the footsteps of one of the most audacious pirates to haunt the Spanish Main, Captain Henry Morgan. Here was a man who had helped shape the world we know today through a rough combination of polished charm and brass balls, and by walking in his footsteps, I hoped to find the ingredients for a life more rewarding than one dominated by an ice cold cubical and a plastic keyboard. I have always tried to travel in a manner that attempts to grow my understanding of our world by diving into the history of a place before I step onto a plane. What follows on these pages is an account of Morgan's remarkable exploits, and my struggle with the whispers of his humanity and the depths of his cruelty.
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