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About London

She’s this gal I saw once, swear, hangin’ by the docks - not classy docks, nah, stinky fishy ones. Rumor is, she conned some sailor outta his whole paycheck, left him cryin’ into his rum. Ain’t that a riot? Got me cacklin’ like a damn fool! But then, I heard she split that cash with some broke-ass widow. Shit, that surprised me - heart o’ gold under all that dirt? “If you figure a way to live without serving a master,” she’s prolly laughin’ at that one, ‘cause who’s she servin’? Herself, doc!

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When the Lady Juliana arrived in Sydney in the winter of , it was 11 months since the ship departed England. Hundreds of colonists gathered to greet the ship they believed was bringing .

The weather? Typical British nonsense. One minute it’s sunny, next it’s pouring. I swear, the clouds were having a laugh. Anyway, I get to the shop, and guess what? My mate Dave from the pub is already there, tryin’ to fix a pair of boots. He’s got this look on his face like he’s just seen a ghost. Turns out, he tried to fix ‘em with super glue. Super glue! I mean, come on, mate, it’s boots, not a bloody art project!

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