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That is to say, apart from that handful of relatively extreme regulations, it was. Even less tolerance for drug distribution, attempted distribution or simply having the merest trace of drug use in one's blood-stream. All told it was difficult to find fault with most of the restrictions, particularly when Trish conjured up images of the madness of Friday-night street life in downtown Toronto. Still happily basking in the sunshine, she let her mind wander.

If her research had been correct, just then the ever-growing city of Dubai had a population of up to a million. Little more than a fishing village as it then was, they had quickly seen its potential as a transport hub.

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'I should lose to Victoria more often,' she murmured, wryly.

Back in The Big Tomato she and Victoria had headed the WWE bill for the first time in history as female wrestlers.

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No, even though the title seemed fresh out of The Mikado, it resonated with her. The UK probably already did, located in Whitehall, not a million miles away from Monty Python's Ministry of Silly Walks. She had once read somewhere that, at their peak, their dominance had stretched to almost a quarter of the globe's land area . Even without planting the flag, they'd interfered just about everywhere, west to east and north to south. but by and large they'd forever been at loggerheads. Your average Brit and Frenchman would always stress the differences of two nations separated by just twenty-nine miles of sea . None of them seemed to see the million-and-one similarities.

(Possibly the most sensible of all the UK's many ministries.) Enough of such nonsense; Canada's many ministries were just as bad and the USA put the world to shame. All coming from a relatively tiny group of islands, stuck nowhere in a relatively cold sea. mostly in world wars when situations were dire and it really mattered . Perhaps it was best they'd always fought each other, swapping kings and insults for century after century.Seeking solace in the bottom of a bottle wasn't her style.She'd partaken of the odd proper drink, but in strict moderation.Not that the Romans had ever truly tamed the Scots. Plenty of other creeds were tolerated; dozens of them, in fact.They'd had to build the UK equivalent of the Great Wall of China for protection. A Catholic preacher from the UK had once claimed it was easier to be a Christian in UAE than it was back in Europe. Without even troubling themselves to invade the place they'd made Dubai a "protectorate" back in 1892.Looking north, through a vista of skyscrapers and lower yet still towering high-rise buildings, she could see the splendid marina and, not so far beyond it, the immaculately blue Persian Gulf.All around her she could see expanses of Arabian Desert.At heart the Brits were savages, only ever properly tamed by the Romans and the Normans, and even then not for long. If they'd ever seen sense and made peace instead of war, there wouldn't be a USA.And they'd been regularly visited by Vikings in-between. Unlike a lot of her fellow Canadians Trish had no French blood in her (at least as far as she was aware), but it did sometimes occur to her that the world was lucky the English, Scots and French had never truly got it together. And there wouldn't be many other places, either; at least not so many others that didn't argue the toss between Yorkshire puddings and foie gras.By now, if she'd been anywhere else in the world, she'd have stripped off. So too did her knowledge, which added to the experience in all sorts of ways.Sunbathing topless or naked was a must for her; keeping up with the tan bordered on an obsession. Some people she knew considered the city to be a cultural backwater, somewhere where hands were routinely cut off for the slightest of offences. This was by no stretch of the imagination a backwater; this was a tolerant, forward-looking society. Like most everywhere else, follow the rules and it was Utopia.

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