On the islands of Harris and Lewis people used to live in black houses--blackened by burning peat.
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Nobody lives in them anymore. We were entertained by a lady churning butter and a man pedaling a tweed loom.
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It's a watch tower; it's a fort; it's a home; it's a visible status symbol; it's a broch. A man's home is his castle.
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