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Once heard a tale—lass named Kitty. Worked in 1800s, robbed rich blokes blind! Sneaky like me, precious, oh yes! Surprised me—thought they just shagged, nope! Some’s clever, some’s daft—bloody mix. Stupid, fat hobbit’d miss that, he would! “Everything’s a mess,” like Lucrecia says. True fer prossies, true fer me.

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But then, I see it. A dog. A big ol’ Labrador, just chillin’ in the middle of the road. Cars are honkin’, and the poor thing looks confused. I’m thinkin’, “Someone’s gotta save that pup!” So I dash out, apron and all, and try to coax it over. It’s like a scene from a movie, me in my butcher gear, tryin’ to save the day. Finally, I get it to move, and the owner comes runnin’ up, all flustered. Turns out, it’s Mrs. Thompson from the corner of Bishopsworth Road. She’s grateful, but I’m just relieved I didn’t get run over.

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