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As we come marching marching in the beauty of the day, a million darkened darkened

kitchens, a thousand mill of screys,ened by the beauties, sun and sun discloses.

And the people here are seeing bread and roses, bread and roses.

The docks was extremely casual in its operations in those days.

Men could be picked up for half a day, for an hour even, you know, and then discarded.

Well, of course, this didn't go at all well with stewardaws and lightning of that day.

We could be employed for a day and put off, and so could stewardaws for half a day

have been put off. But nevertheless, there was a regularity of employment within that,

that used to give some semblance of a week's wage. There were so many men applying for work in the dots in those days from everywhere.

I mean they all seem to come into the dock area if they were unemployed or rather desperate for work in one form or another,

in the hopes that they could pick up half a day's work or a day's work

and get enough for a meal and so on.

And they used to keep down the dock gates.

Well, of course, they represented, they didn't understand like this,

but they were a threat to the conditions and the fight

that the steward-doors and the lamp were putting up

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