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Furry mice Many years ago, I was in Houston (Texas) to victualize a new cargo ship, back then a ship carried a large crew for all the functions needed. The ship chandler was keen to show me his enormous freezer, beef, mutton, pork, and chicken, he also sold horse meat, but not to the Nordic or the British for who eating horseflesh was akin to eating your relatives. However, the Frenc, the Belgians, and the Dutch had no such hangups, as did ships with flags from eastern countries bothered by such sentiment. He told me they had come over furry mice alive and well and breeding, I asked to see one of these creatures they had killed them- after all, it- is- about vermin I had a mental picture of them looking like aggressive but tiny polar bears biting my finger when I try to catch one of them, or look like black bears as long as they didn't look like rats. Shipping in Norway was big business, employed about 50 to 60 thousand people, but when the flag was internationalized, seafaring history ended In our time, modern ships are nearly fully automatic only a handful of computer readers are needed and for food, a drone delivers hamburgers with hot fries and soft drinks. This is the ultimate goal of all industries to function without staff, selling goods to the unemployed?

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