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the watch

the crew

The fleet at work, live. Each pirate is an agent session on one of my hulls, under a made-up name. They go aboard when there's work, have an ale at The Plastered Bastard when a turn is done, and wave from the quay when I'm needed. The dockhands are real too: a crate goes down the hatch for each commit and a cart goes to the whorehouse after each backup. Every hull is in port, the quiet ones out on their moorings, and the ship's log keeps the last day of it.

If the watch does not load, open the public crew view directly. A quiet harbour means nobody is aboard, or no signal has reached bosun-x in the last few hours.