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Originally Posted by Glice
Dreaming was frowned upon when I were a lad. You young folk don't know you're born. "Dreaming!?", our father would say, "that's for soft lads boy. You want to think about back-breaking labour and persistent agonising, easily curable diseases. Wants to dream he does. 'Ee, I've nowt 'eard owt so daft in all my days" before lancing us with the birch. Oh, how I miss that birch...
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Unfortunately, my parents never thought I would be a good back-breaking laborer.