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| rdfs:label | - Seek out the music of the people
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] The bawdy songs of the costermongers. The dockside shanties. The simple ballads of love and loss. They will be your meat and drink. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title | - Music in all the wrong places
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| Failure description | - "Darling! What on earth are you doing here? This place is a little vulgar for you, isn't it? No, no reason to consider what I'm doing here. [...] You're not... you're not 'working' are you? Dear God, you are! Wait until the Ambassador hears of this!"
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| From Card/Storylet title | - Composition: the low path
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| Rare Success description | - 'Downsiders' is an odd little zailor's zong. Song. It's about finding one's shipmates entombed in glass forever, and swearing revenge on the Fiddler's Fluke. Nonsense, obviously, but the tune's something special. You can use this.
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| Success description | - It may not be the perfect execution of theory, but [...] You sing along in the public houses, listen hard at the docks [...] The songs of London come from a score of lands and a dozen centuries. You can make something of all this—something beautiful.
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| Description | - The bawdy songs of the costermongers. The dockside shanties. The simple ballads of love and loss. They will be your meat and drink.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] The bawdy songs of the costermongers. The dockside shanties. The simple ballads of love and loss. They will be your meat and drink. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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