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We went to the big city today.  Specifically, we went to the Royal William Yard, which years ago when I used to work at that end of Plymouth was a huge empty stone monstrosity full of sad empty windows.   It was built in the early nineteenth century as a Royal Navy victualling yard, in the days when Plymouth had a truly enormous quantity of Royal Navy to feed and supply, and it is monstrous: huge buildings of terrifying solidity all enclosed with vast vaguely-Egyptian-seeming walls (to keep out hungry Janners, possibly?  Who was there that was likely to invade Plymouth in 1835, I should probably know this? )
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