You notice a bespectacled man wandering around the docks looking a little lost. The pockets of his pantaloons and jacket are stuffed with note-books and a thousand other things, as well as a telescope in a shoulder-belt. He strides over to you, Pardon me, but would you be so good as to tell me…uh…where I am? I do believe I may have disembarked in the wrong country…again. His cheerful smile and carefree, good-humored air indicates that he knows how to take things on the bright side.
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