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[impure_tale]

Do you know I never fancied ships in my youth? I had in my delusions, as a prisoner given to an obsession with numbers, once predicted that the letters I was receiving included secret 'signals' that I would be exiled to Barbados the following fortnight. This sent me into such a passion that I wrote probably some of the most unkind letters to my

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[solicitinerules]

It certainly doesn't have the same rocking motion a ship on water does.

[impure_tale]

Definitely not. I think that is one of the things I most enjoy. Salt air, as well -- I'm not especially fond of the smell, much less what it does to one's complexion.

[solicitinerules]

If I'm honest I'm not really one to care about complexion all that much.

I'll tell you though, the view from this particular ship's deck is infinitely more interesting than any of the ships I've ever been on.

[impure_tale]

Oh, I certainly agree.

The only interesting sight I ever beheld while aboard a ship before had more to do with the people than the scenery. While traveling to Italy I boarded a ferry, disguised as a priest. The weather turned ominous and tossed the little ship rather mercilessly, and many frightened patrons asked me to hear their last confessions. I politely agreed.

...We reached our destination safely, of course.

[solicitinerules]

Of course! [And now she's just laughing.] Why were you disguised as a priest?

[impure_tale]

My present position required that I travel incognito.

[solicitinerules]

Sounds like quite a story...