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It was a sixpenny slot which wasn't that much, but when that's all you've got it was. twenty shots to *** twenty ducks and you'd get your sixpence back, quack ****** quack never once got it back and I always walked home, that should have taught me something about something, but when you're ten you can't know anything about something or I never thought so.
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 7:54 AM UTC
Morecambe fairground
It was a sixpenny slot which wasn't that much, but when that's all you've got it was. twenty shots to *** twenty ducks and you'd get your sixpence back, quack ****** quack never once got it back and I always walked home, that should have taught me something about something, but when you're ten you can't know anything about something or I never thought so.
john-edward-smallshaw
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Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 7:54 AM UTC
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