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cleanliness and whores

Cleanliness and Whores The ship was old once it had been a big ship now it was small it had been overtaking by time, its shower system had sea water which was nice enough to cool off when it was hot. After having a shower, you needed a bucket of fresh water to rinse the salt away if not you would scratch all night have irritated skin For month we did not have a proper wash when our ship docked in Bremerhaven for repairs and we got fresh water found I had an extra pair of socks I didn’t know about it was wonderful having a hot shower I stayed under it til someone complained I was using all the warm water, even today the sense of cleanliness makes me shudder with delight. Whatever I had done in my youth the night before it helped to have a shower and wash the sin away the smell of “life buoy.” the only soap we knew about, made the difference the whores loved it they knew you were clean seamen
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