Thursday 8 October 2009
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Financial stories are floating around in the small harbor of the little village I live in near the sea, somewhere lost in the fog of an Atlantic coast. Seagulls, fisherboats and the pub where we sing at night. To forget about the mess we made... Bankers, analysts, traders and others drifting around - all welcome home
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