North of the Tweed River...

...they breed a different kind of man. A freedom loving man.

Nothing they fear. They guard the river bank, naked and not ashamed.

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 Across this river discussions are held...

Insults thrown...

Point and counterpoint...

Epithets hurled

 

 

I even heard they laugh at the microbes that could infect their anus

 

Slave labour? Why that is a granted.

When you break the law you pay. With your imprisonment. Your labour. Your lack of freedom.

 

Question is, are they even real people?

 

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