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travels of the Wubba
The peregrinations of a pint-sized philosopher
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Trainspotting
Here I am en route to Edinburgh, or Auld Reekie as it was once known due to its unpleasant smell in pre-sanitation days. I can't wait to add my own smell to the mix. Perhaps I can be called Young Reekie?
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