11S078-1 -- feel like i'm losin' control of myself [voice]

[lost_undercover]

Back in Boston, we always hated tourist season. It wasn't as bad in Southie, but downtown was a fuckin' nightmare. There weah all these people around who had no idea what the fuck they were or weah they were goin'. These optimistic assholes who think the North Church was made just for them to come visit years later, who walk over the site of the

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[naughtbutlife]

Boston! You are from Boston, sir?

May I ask how long have you been aboard?

[lost_undercover]

Yeah, I am. You know it?

[Private]
About twenty months. Why?

[naughtbutlife]

I know of it. There was a man I was briefly acquainted with who had family in the New World.

[Private]

All this talk of futures and people coming and going. It sounded as though you had been here for a long while.

[lost_undercover]

It's a good place. I'm sure it's not the same in my time as yours, but theah's a lot of history theah.

[Private]

Long enough. Most of the friends I'd made are gone now. I feel like I haven't changed that much, but everyone's come and gone.

[naughtbutlife]

I am certain that it is much changed. ...the way they speak, for instance.

[Private]

Oh. That is...is there no optimism to be found in a future? I mean not the best possible future, the one you mentioned, but just a future? A life to live still?

[lost_undercover]

[He plays up the accent for a second:] We drop ouah ah's a lot heah, yeah. And add ah's to otheh things, like sawr. I don't know wheah it came from.

[Private]
[And back to normal voice.]

Well, sure, I have a place to go and everything, but that's not really optimism if it's a reality, is it?

[naughtbutlife]

[...chuckle.] It is not so different from some of the accents I have heard to the east. In truth, I think they might be similiar.

[Private]

It can be. It is still somewhere to go, is it not?

[lost_undercover]

To the east? Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?

[Private]

Well sure, but it doesn't mean things will be easy or good.

[naughtbutlife]

Oxfordshire, in England. Many of those who settled in Massachusetts are from counties to the east.

[Private]

No, but that is life, is it not? Not to make light of your situation, of course.

[lost_undercover]

It makes sense. Apparently an accent can survive a few hundred years.

[Private]

That's my point. It's life. It's real. Optimism is a bunch of false hope.

[naughtbutlife]

Apparently so.

[Private]

But is not the thought of leaving the Barge worth some kind of optimism, sir?

[Private]

[lost_undercover]

Not after twenty months.

[Private]

[naughtbutlife]

Twenty months! Good God.

Well, I suppose I cannot blame you then.

[Private]

[lost_undercover]

Thanks, I think.

[Private]

[naughtbutlife]

I meant it not out of pity, if it helps. I cannot blame you for losing your optimism, but it is a shame.

[Private] omg that icon is gorg.

[lost_undercover]

I get what you mean. Thanks.