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a family affair
A family affair A big hotel was built in our rather shy town the hotel's façade faced the town's lake that had many birds that visitors thought charming the hotel needed many casual workers, such as cleaning rooms, corridors, and plates, and cups after guests, we thought was posh and with a southerly accent, which was regarded as more posh than the way we spoke. for the working-class young, there was not to offer, between going to sea or working at a canning factory, many took to the sea but lacked the discipline needed to continue a lifestyle that is essentially a lonely one although for those with the will to seek to to maritime school, it could be a fine career when my father was coming home from from the sea for good, he was not a seaman I was in bed, lung sick as often as a child they had told me he was coming and thought he might look heroic, like a Viking the door opened, and a smallish man entered he pointed at me and in gest said, whose son is this and forever planted in me a feeling of being inferior with problems this entails but I digress years later when taking the bus into town, I ignored his halloo for which I suffered sleepless nights I should have been more polite. My brother was friendly with my dad my brother was a forgiven sort of person they even worked together at the hotel cleaning dishes
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