As most young candidates for the pains and penalties of whaling stop at this same New Bedford, thence to embark on their voyage ... --from Moby Dick by Herman Melville, 1851
Ishmael, baby, no worries. You're in good hands. New Bedford know boats. New Bedford know fish.
What'd you say, Ish?
Oh, that. Call me Erin.
See? Lookie here: they even gotta fish-dude statue.
And plenty o' boats.
Ish, do me a favor and hold my purse for a sec. I gotta check in here for a buddy of mine.
Hey Quint? You in there?
I think I found your buddies, Ish!
Queequeg? S'that you? Man, it's too hot to be on that ol' boat.
Whaddya say you come on with me and Ish and get a beer? Come on, already! Round up Stubb and Flask.
What, no time for a beer? Aw hell, okay. I understand.
You guys go on and catch you a fish. I'll just have a walk about.
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