A Sea of Mountains (nicoleyurcaba)

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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