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So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience with schleppy exes. I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re workin’ harder than that horse pullin’ the cart!”—y’know, from the movie? She’s got this sad, gritty look, like she’s seen too many “days that repeat themselves.” That line kills me! Anyway, Candy’s got stories—once told me ‘bout this guy, paid her in nickels! NICKELS! I was screamin’, “What is this, 1890?!” Made me so mad, I coulda spit! But also—kinda funny, right? *NAAAHAHAHA*

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Evesham (/ ˈiːv (ɪ) ʃəm, ˈiːsəm /) [2] is a market town and parish in the Wychavon district of Worcestershire, in the West Midlands region of England. It is located roughly equidistant .

Finally, I get to the fields near the River Avon. Beautiful spot, right? But then, bam! My combine starts acting up. I’m like, “Not today, please!” I pop the hood, and it’s a right disaster. Oil everywhere! I’m sweating bullets, thinking I’m gonna miss the harvest.

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