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<p><strong>“When <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span> sets sail, even the fish hold their breath.”</strong><br>
– Old fisherman’s tale</p></blockquote>
<p>The year is 1623. An unusual ship, <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span>, emerges from the foggy sea, its sails dyed a brilliant purple that dazzles friend and foe alike. Cunning merchants whisper about a legendary octopus figurehead carved from driftwood—some say it dances under moonlight to ward off pesky sea ghosts (and suspicious tax collectors).</p>
<h2id="myths-and-rumors">Myths and Rumors</h2>
<p>Though many debate its authenticity, rumor has it the captain once successfully traded a shipload of questionable sea cucumbers for a cargo of prized purple velvet. The hue of the velvet supposedly matched the exact shade of the boat—thus reinforcing its flamboyant reputation.</p>
<li>A wizard was on board, casting color illusions for fun.</li>
<li>The purple paint was accidentally created by mixing octopus ink into the ship’s pigment.</li>
<li>Too much wine spilled on deck over <em>many</em> voyages. (Captain’s favorite theory.)</li>
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<h2id="unlikely-allies">Unlikely Allies</h2>
<p>It is said, one day a rival trading ship, the <spanclass="badge cstyle default badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fab fa-gitkraken"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content"style="background-color: hotpink;">Lady Kraken</span></span>, tried to outdo <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span> by painting their masts hot pink. The clash at sea was more of a fashion show than a naval battle – onlookers cheered for hours, forgetting they were late for dinner.</p>
<h2id="adventures">Adventures</h2>
<p>Read about some of the unbelievable adventures of <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span> in the <ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/log/index.html">Captain’s Log</a>. Notable adventures include:</p>
<li><ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/log/first-day/index.html"><strong>Operation Squid Spaghetti</strong></a>: A midnight run delivering spaghetti to stranded islanders, guided only by the glowing luminescence of algae (and embarrassed jellyfish who offered moral support).</li>
<li><strong>The Great Spice Heist</strong>: Smuggled saffron and paprika past rival pirate ships. Legend claims the pirates were too busy sneezing to put up any fight.</li>
<p>Raise your mug of (purple) punch to <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span>– where cargo, captain, and cephalopod might just change the hue of history. May your sails forever billow, your hull remain bold, and your cargo be as colorful as your legend!</p>
<p>Up in the Upper Decks, our lookout is either spotting treasure or taking an unauthorized nap in the Crow’s Nest, while the helmsman tries to convince everyone that yes, that spinning wheel actually does something.</p>
<p>In Midst Ship, the Captain’s busy adding another gold tassel to their hat collection, and the crew quarters are hosting the weekly “Who Stole My Last Clean Sock” investigation.</p>
<p>Down in Cargo, well… let’s just say what the health inspector doesn’t know won’t hurt them. Between the mysteriously moving crates and that barrel of pickles that’s been fermenting since the last century, it’s quite an adventure.</p>
<p>The highest point of our mighty vessel! Up here, the crow’s nest scout shouts coordinates to our helmsman below, though sometimes they’re just playing an elaborate game of maritime telephone. The crow’s nest offers the best views in the house (or ship), perfect for spotting incoming weather, distant lands, or that seagull that keeps stealing the captain’s lunch.</p>
<h2class="children-title"id="crows-nest"><ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/ship/upper/nest/index.html">Crow's Nest</a></h2><p>Where our lookout pretends to spot land while actually napping</p>
<h2class="children-title"id="the-helm"><ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/ship/upper/helm/index.html">The Helm</a></h2><p>Home to our steering wheel, which may or may not be connected to anything</p>
<p>Our dedicated lookout has reported some rather peculiar sightings from his lofty perch. Between his frequent “strategic rest periods” and tea breaks, he’s sworn on his mother’s favorite teacup that he’s witnessed the most extraordinary maritime phenomena ever documented.</p>
<p>Last week alone, he submitted a detailed report claiming to have spotted a mermaid riding a seahorse while solving a Rubik’s cube, and a group of dolphins wearing top hats performing synchronized swimming routines to classical music.</p>
<p>Recent notable sightings include:</p>
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<li>A giant squid playing chess with a whale shark</li>
<li>Flying fish practicing for their pilot’s license</li>
<li>A pirate ghost ship selling timeshares to passing vessels</li>
<li>Penguins on vacation riding jet skis</li>
<li>A rowing boeat crewed entirely by singing sea cucumbers</li>
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<h1id="the-helm">The Helm</h1>
<p>Our state-of-the-art navigation system relies heavily on the ancient art of reading cloud shapes and following particularly motivated seagulls. The ship’s wheel, a magnificent piece of mahogany that squeaks exactly like a dolphin’s laugh, is primarily used as an excellent coat hanger during peaceful voyages.</p>
<p>The real steering happens through our patented “Serendipitous Navigation System™”– we simply convince the ocean currents they’re flowing in the wrong direction through sophisticated reverse psychology. Our success rate of reaching intended destinations is a proud 12%, though we’ve discovered fourteen previously unknown islands and one mysterious floating coffee shop in the process.</p>
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<h1id="midst-ship">Midst Ship</h1>
<p>The heart of shipboard shenanigans, where the captain’s dignified stride from their cabin inevitably collides with sailors rolling barrels across the deck.</p>
<p>Coffee aromas from the Captain’s cabin wage a constant battle with the hearty snores echoing from the crew bunks. It’s that magical space where formal reports mysteriously acquire coffee rings, and the crew’s sea shanties somehow find their way through the captain’s supposedly soundproof door.</p>
<p>A daily theater of nautical life where rank meets reality, and everyone pretends not to notice the first mate sleepwalking in their pajamas.</p>
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<h2class="children-title"id="captains-cabin"><ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/ship/midst/captain/index.html">Captain's Cabin</a></h2><p>A luxurious 4x4 room, home to our beloved Captain Hugo, with a genuine fake window</p>
<h2class="children-title"id="crew-quarters"><ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/ship/midst/crew/index.html">Crew Quarters</a></h2><p>Where dreams of mutiny and tales of sea monsters are equally shared</p>
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<p>Welcome to the legendary 4x4 quarters of Captain Hugo, where navigation charts double as wallpaper and yesterday’s coffee cup might contain tomorrow’s coordinates! The genuine fake window offers stunning views of wherever the captain thinks we are (he’s been known to mistake the Mediterranean for the Caribbean on more than one occasion).</p>
<p>Despite the creative filing system (read: artistic piles), our beloved captain insists he knows exactly where everything is – including his lucky compass, which has been “temporarily misplaced” for the past three months. The room features state-of-the-art organizational solutions, such as “that chair with all the stuff” and “the corner where important things go.”</p>
<p>Visitors are kindly requested to not disturb the delicate ecosystem of nautical instruments, half-written logbooks, and at least seven different types of tea sets – all carefully arranged in what the captain calls his “systematic randomness.”</p>
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<p>Welcome to the most entertaining deck of our vessel, where every bunk tells a story and every footlocker holds at least three contraband items that technically violate maritime law. Our distinguished crew members have developed a complex social hierarchy based entirely on who can tell the tallest tale about encounters with legendary sea creatures. Current champion: Bosun McGee, who swears he taught a pod of narwhals to perform synchronized swimming routines.</p>
<p>The communal areas are a fascinating study in organized chaos. The mess hall doubles as a debate chamber where heated arguments about the best way to predict weather by reading tea leaves can last for days. The walls are decorated with “accurate” maps drawn by our navigator, complete with illustrations of sea serpents and mysterious islands that somehow move location between each voyage. Our ship’s cat, Admiral Whiskers, holds court from atop the highest shelf, judging everyone’s sea shanty performances with characteristic feline disdain.</p>
<p>Down in the sleeping quarters, you’ll find an impressive collection of lucky charms, ranging from traditional rabbit’s feet to allegedly enchanted ship’s biscuits that are now too petrified to eat. Each bunk is personalized with trinkets from a hundred ports, though no one can quite explain how we acquired the stuffed dodo bird that watches over the entrance. The night watch maintains a running tally of mysterious lights seen over the water, though there’s strong suspicion that half of these sightings coincide suspiciously with nights when the rum rations were doubled.</p>
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<h1id="cargo">Cargo</h1>
<p>Where organization meets chaos and inventory management is more of a suggestion than a rule. Our state-of-the-art cargo facilities are divided into three distinctly disorganized bays.</p>
<p>The daily operations in our cargo bays resemble an interpretive dance of logistics, where inventory lists are more like creative writing exercises. Our automated sorting system, powered by quantum probability and caffeinated algorithms, occasionally decides to reorganize items based on their cosmic aura rather than traditional categories. This has led to fascinating discoveries, like finding out that rubber ducks and miniature black holes share remarkably similar energy signatures.</p>
<p>The deck crew has developed their own unique navigation system through the chaos, using a combination of intuition, lucky guesses, and the occasional guidance from our resident AI, which has developed a peculiar fondness for storing items in patterns that resemble abstract art. The resulting arrangement has been praised by visiting space artists as “a masterpiece of organized entropy” and “the most innovative storage solution since the invention of pocket dimensions.”</p>
<p>Captain Hugo reporting from the quarterdeck of the magnificent <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span>. The seas are fair, and our hold is brimming with exotic cargo bound for distant ports. Our seasoned crew stands ready for another adventure across the Seven Seas.</p>
<p><em><strong>“No mission too saucy for us!”</strong></em><br>
– Captain’s official decree</p></blockquote>
<p>It seems we accidentally loaded a crate of rubber chickens instead of emergency food rations, but the crew is already brainstorming new dance routines with them. Meanwhile, our quartermaster replaced the lifebuoys with giant doughnuts for a “themed” departure—perfect for dunking our morale into sugary bliss.</p>
<h3id="status">Status</h3>
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<li><strong>Reason for voyage:</strong> A midnight run to deliver top-secret cargo (pasta flour and extra marinara).</li>
<li><strong>Crew status:</strong>
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<li>Eager to set sail</li>
<li>Full of energy (and possibly leftover breadsticks)</li>
<p>The moonlit sky casts <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span> in a mysterious glow. Rumor has it, our <strong>octopus figurehead</strong> twitched its wooden tentacles twice, a good omen for our daring spaghetti mission. Some say those tentacles can sense hidden spice routes.</p>
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<p>Stay tuned for <ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/log/second-day/index.html">more updates</a> from our floating festival of noodles and nautical nonsense.</p>
<p>Stay tuned for the <ahref="/hugo-theme-relearn/exampleSite/log/third-day/index.html">next thrilling entry</a>: How fresh noodles fare in gale-force winds… and whether the sauce can hold up against the unstoppable appetite of seafaring sailors!</p>
<p><em><strong>“Ahoy, pasta-lovers! Our mission is finally a sauce-cess!”</strong></em><br>
– The Enthused Quartermaster</p></blockquote>
<p>The sun blazes overhead, revealing an island coastline shaped like a <strong>questionable noodle bowl</strong> — the perfect destination for our midnight pasta cargo.</p>
<h3id="incident-in-the-crows-nest">Incident in the Crow’s Nest</h3>
<p>Upon our arrival in the harbor, the lookout nearly toppled from his perch in a fit of excitement. A mysterious figure on the dock signaled with a lantern three times—followed by a deafening call of a heron in flight.</p>
<p>The lookout swears the bird cawed in perfect Morse code, as if warning us of impending calamity. Moments later, a sudden gust toppled the spyglass stand, sending it clattering down to the quarterdeck, just as the heron sped off with a triumphant whistle.</p>
<p>This is an example site for the <ahref="https://mcshelby.github.io/hugo-theme-relearn/pir/index.html"rel="external"target="_self">Relearn theme</a> of the <ahref="https://gohugo.io"rel="external"target="_self">Hugo</a> static site generator.</p>
<p>It displays content about the fictional ship <spanclass="badge cstyle primary badge-with-title"><spanclass="badge-title"><iclass="fa-fw fas fa-anchor"></i></span><spanclass="badge-content">The Purple Pulpo</span></span> in English and a crude Piratish accent. Don’t take it too serious.</p>
<p>The goal with this site is to showcase a minimal example with as less configuration as possible. It is meant to be a starting point for your own website. The configuration files are documented to help you understand the reason behind certain settings.</p>
<h2id="run-it">Run it</h2>
<p>The source code for this website is contained in the <ahref="https://github.com/McShelby/hugo-theme-relearn/tree/main/exampleSite"rel="external"target="_self">Relearn repository</a>. After the <ahref="https://gohugo.io/installation/"rel="external"target="_self">installation of Hugo</a> you can build the site locally from inside the <code>exampleSite</code> directory with</p>
<p>Then you can access the site by navigating to <code>http://localhost:1313</code> in your browser.</p>
<p>For a detailed installation guide, see the <ahref="https://mcshelby.github.io/hugo-theme-relearn/introduction/quickstart/index.html"rel="external"target="_self">Relearn documentation</a>.</p>
<p>While minimal in configuration, this showcase contains an auto translation into the Piratish language. This required some additional files and directories, totally unnecessary for a simple site. You can delete them if you use this site as a starting template. Namely these are:</p>
