The sun was a dull smug on the horizon as he broke his fast, and hurried down to the river’s edge.
The tide had receded and soon others would join him, but for now he was alone and he didn’t hesitate.
Lessons learnt, opportunity waited for no one.
He was a mudlark.
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nope, not pam 
I admit I had to look up “mudlark.” And indeed he was smart to get started early.
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I did as well. All I could think of was Charles Dickens for some reason
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Timing is everything!
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Perfect. He knew what he was and he went with it. Love him for that. Nice one.
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And he would remember that day for the rest of his afternoon…
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