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ltwilliammowett · 23 days
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The fire on the Wharves of Algiers, shortly after the commencement of the Bombardment by the Anglo-Dutch Fleet, 27 August 1816, by Nicolaas Baur, 1816 - 1820
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jamisonwieser · 8 months
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One of San Francisco's historic streetcars travels the waterfront on the F-Market & Wharves Muni line.
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dream-world-universe · 3 months
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 Wharves, Queenstown, South Island, New Zealand: Queenstown is a resort town in Otago in the south-west of New Zealand's South Island. The town is built around an inlet called Queenstown Bay on Lake Wakatipu, a long, thin, Z-shaped lake formed by glacial processes, and has views of nearby mountains such as The Remarkables, Cecil Peak, Walter Peak and just above the town, Ben Lomond and Queenstown Hill. Wikipedia
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tedhead · 1 year
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wharf rat
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ancestorsalive · 7 months
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"In 1900, Sydney experienced an outbreak of the bubonic plague. Wharves were cleaned up during Cleansing Operations, carried out under the supervision of architect George McCredie...
(It came in on the rats that travelled in the ships. At the time of the outbreak, there was increasing evidence to support linking the plague to them.)
This photo shows one of Sydney's many wharves getting hosed down in the outbreak. McCredie was tasked with all quarantine activities in the Sydney area and his appointment came in for frequent criticism in Macquarie Street, however his work was later deemed successful."
Photo credit: SLNSW.
Found on: https://www.flickr.com/photos/statelibraryofnsw/5763756034
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littlefluffbutt · 1 year
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Woof. The plow guys continue to under perform; I had to drive on the left side of the road a good chunk of the way to get to work at 6am and they hadn’t thrown down any sand/salt. The plow came down the ferry road right before the first boat (but didn’t do the causeway) and then NOTHING until the second boat and it wasn’t even the plow crew! It was the guy who takes care of the parking lot and the ferry queue who actually plowed the causeway and cleared the ferry road itself because obviously it needed to be done.
Plow crew this year SUCKS.
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whats-in-a-sentence · 4 months
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Apart from The Rocks, where convicts lived in squalor by the wharves, he thought the town presentable.
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"Killing for Country: A Family History" - David Marr
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melbmemories · 4 months
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1861: SOUTHBANK - YARRA WHARVES just downstream of The Falls, looking NW towards the (much later) site of the Spencer Street bridge.
Original stereo neg by J H Jones, somewhat damaged, scanned by the State Library of Victoria, then reassembled from the two halves of the stereo pair.
To be on this spot today, we'd be standing on the Yarra Promenade, with Rosetta's Restaurant behind us.
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newsbites · 1 year
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Companies who process the fish say it’s time for the crab fishery to start. The Association of Seafood Producers says it will not negotiate further on price. The minimum price is $2.20 per pound as the bottom has dropped out of the market over the past year.
Government wants the association and FFAW to go back to the table but fish buyers say that is not on as the price has been set.
The companies which the association represents, about 20, will be losing money at the FFAW recommended price of $3.50.
The producers say there will be no fall fishery—it’s either now or never.
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hho7hvfgxyok15 · 1 year
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jamisonwieser · 5 months
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Muni streetcar 1080 on the F-Market line bound for Fisherman's Wharf.
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lagroupie · 2 years
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LaGroupie in Australia part 4: Currumbin
The day after their show in Byron Bay, I met with Fray and Matt from Wharves for a hike in the rainforest. Sadly, when we got there the road was closed and highly guarded. So we took this funny picture before Matt drove us to the Currumbin rock pools, which were beautiful. We took a dip and then had lunch at a nice café! Thank you so much you guys for taking the time to show me this beautiful area!
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bunniestv · 2 years
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Undefeated At Home - War On The Wharves VII - As It Happened
Port Botany wharfies Mariell Santos, Taylor and Tim Deland-Cleveland and Cameron Dymock all got the chocolates on a fun night when fists were flying for a good cause.
Four of our DP World Port Botany wharfie workmates went into battle on Wednesday night and all four won in a great result for the home team. Watch the entire fight card here. Mariell Santos, Taylor and Tim Deland-Cleveland and Cameron Dymock all got the chocolates on a fun night when fists were flying for a good cause. Grant Chappell and myself had the privilege of calling the action as it…
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ukdamo · 2 years
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Shadwell Stair
Wilfred Owen
I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair.       Along the wharves by the water-house,       And through the cavernous slaughter-house, I am the shadow that walks there.
Yet I have flesh both firm and cool,       And eyes tumultuous as the gems       Of moons and lamps in the full Thames When dusk sails wavering down the pool.
Shuddering the purple street-arc burns       Where I watch always; from the banks       Dolorously the shipping clanks And after me a strange tide turns.
I walk till the stars of London wane       And dawn creeps up the Shadwell Stair.       But when the crowing syrens blare I with another ghost am lain.
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Cat of the Canals/Arya in Braavos
Cat had made friends along the wharves; porters and mummers, ropemakers and sailmenders, taverners, brewers and bakers and beggars and whores.
A Basket of Ribbons - Guillaume Charles Brun (1869)
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arte072 · 7 months
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Back at Winterfell, they had eaten in the Great Hall almost half the time. Her father used to say that a lord needed to eat with his men, if he hoped to keep them. "Know the men who follow you," she heard him tell Robb once, "and let them know you. Don't ask your men to die for a stranger." (Arya II, AGoT)
Arya had loved nothing better than to sit at her father's table and listen to them talk. She had loved listening to the men on the benches too; to freeriders tough as leather, courtly knights and bold young squires, grizzled old men-at-arms. She used to throw snowballs at them and help them steal pies from the kitchen. Their wives gave her scones and she invented names for their babies and played monsters-and-maidens and hide-the-treasure and come-into-my-castle with their children. Fat Tom used to call her "Arya Underfoot," because he said that was where she always was. She'd liked that a lot better than "Arya Horseface." (Arya II, AGoT)
Sansa knew all about the sorts of people Arya liked to talk to: squires and grooms and serving girls, old men and naked children, rough-spoken freeriders of uncertain birth. Arya would make friends with anybody. (Sansa I, AGoT)
Cat had made friends along the wharves; porters and mummers, ropemakers and sailmenders, taverners, brewers and bakers and beggars and whores. They bought clams and cockles from her, told her true tales of Braavos and lies about their lives, and laughed at the way she talked when she tried to speak Braavosi. She never let that trouble her. Instead, she showed them all the fig, and told them they were camel cunts, which made them roar with laughter. (Cat of the Canals, AFFC)
Arya simply is thee Lady of Winterfell idc idc
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