Greetings,

          My name is James Miller, and I am a farmer from the English countryside that recently moved to the city. I am currently 19 years old and I moved from a maize farm in Worcestershire. Recently, the landlord that I worked has been taxing my fellow farmers and I, and we needed to move to the city in order to make a living in another profession. Sadly I had to leave behind my collection of rocks shaped like my dog Oliver. Even though I can barely read and can't write, I love looking at books with pictures in them. I am very fond of exploring new things and I often question the orders of the king, making me a target for interrogation from the King's agents. I don't have a wife or kids, and both of my parents died from the plague, so I had to tend the fields alone, another reason for me to move to the city. Every day I get up at 5:00 and tend to the maize fields for the entire day, only stopping for lunch for an hour. At 9:00 I go back to my hut to prepare a dinner of salty water with corn, a very poor meal due to my lousy financial status. I hope that by moving to the city I can learn to read and write, make more money, and learn a new skill that will sustain me for the rest of my life.

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