I’m standing on the doorstep of my shop, hands on hips, watching as the butcher and the publican exchange blows for the second time this week. It’s barely noon, and I know for a fact that the publican’s only been awake since eleven or so, and the butcher’s been awake since dawn, and so really the butcher has an unfair advantage.
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