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The Black Buoy
Louisbourg April thick fog pervades the town and harbour. In the silence between the foghorn hoots a high-powered patrol boat has looked i...

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When I was eight years old I found a young seagull on the beach not far from our house. It couldn’t have been hatched for very long, but it ...
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The Home on the Hill By Charlie Shaw We live at the house by the side of the hill, A home away from home. A better place you could...
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by Celia LeDrew Christmas Eve 1929 the temperature was 7 below and the sky was cold and clear and there was lots of snow. It had snowed f...
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