They used to have a Just pour me my coffee hand me my crochet and slowly back away sweater. In the words of a traveler woman herself in an interview, tinkers used to have an identity, a trade. The dole ruined us. They are beautiful children, and what right has anyone to decide who is who and what is what.I think people should just mind their own business. Irish travelers murdered my aunt. Their way of life is often paid for by the suffering of others. My aunt was a gentle, harmless soul, born and raised in a quiet, rural, isolated cottage.
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