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Are we in drydock right now. I confess I haven't stood a proper watch for a day or so, I think I will mosey up and see if I can work out where we are and where we are going.
By the way ES, Perfumed air? More like perfumed garden. Backpacking must be some kind of euphemism.
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Buvez toujours, mourrez jamais.
Rabelais
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