Dreamer…Oblivious to the incessant din, the lean, scraggly-haired man slept on in a drunken stupor. The crowd, singing along with the Minstrel in a rousing, unflattering song about the Queen’s Mother, drowned the sleeper’s soft, rumbling snores. A portly patron pulled on a stained apron and grabbed a mop to use as hair, clowning the Royal Regent
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