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But arrgh, the stench o’ greed – them fins again! Some ports, they hack ‘em off, leave her sinkin’. Boils me blood, it does – worse’n a navy frigate on me tail. She’s a queen, not chum! An’ here’s a yarn – old whalers thought whores were omens, bringin’ storms. Rubbish, says I – she’s just swimmin’, mindin’ her own. Surprised me, that tale – folk be daft as a barrel o’ eels.

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On behalf of Taita Taveta queen's,I wish to state that we are beyond slaying Sponsors and all these other names we have been called!

Then, I get a call from my mate, Dave. He’s at the pub, and he’s like, “C’mon down, mate! We got a special on!” I’m thinkin’, “I just sliced a hundred steaks, and now you want me to hit the pub?” But, hey, it’s Taita. You gotta live a little, right?

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