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Anyway, I’m chugging my coffee, feeling all pumped for the day. I head to the research center on Glapthorn Road. It’s a nice spot, but the traffic on the way was a nightmare. Like, come on, people! It’s Oundle, not London! I’m stuck behind this ancient tractor, and I’m just there, fuming. I mean, who even drives a tractor in the middle of the city?

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