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[debodacious]

In the lands of the North where the black rocks stand guard against the cold sea, in the dark night that is very long, the people of Sconser sit by their great log fires and they tell a tale. They tell of the days before the coming of broadband when the people of Sconser would sit by their computers for long hours, waiting for web pages to download

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[karamina]

Ahh. When we lived on an island it was supermarket carrier bags that we awaited with excitement. I hope the fiends of BT are kind and bring you your broadband soon...