As a young woman, who is not much bigger than a bag of coal herself, selling coal in London in 2007, Liz receives a lot of strange looks and comments from people she doesn’t know. For the most part, she has met a lot of good people through her job and after 8 months in the business, it is hard for her to pass a boat on the canals without them saying hello and wondering when she’ll be back with their coal.
somewhere between a handshake and two kisses 
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