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What gets me happy? When she sassed a john who shorted her—ooh, she lit him up! “You cheap as a rusty nickel!” I hollered, “Yaaas, girl!” Made my day. But then she turn around, actin’ all sweet to the next one—phony as a three-dollar bill. That’s her game, tho. Little story I heard: she once got a preacher to slip her a twenty. A PREACHER! I was like, “Lord, take the wheel!”

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First stop, I’m at the Market Place. You know, that cute little square where all the locals hang? I’m just setting up my little guide booth, and boom! This old bloke, right, he trips over his own shoelaces. I mean, come on, mate! It’s like watching a slow-motion train wreck. He goes down, and I’m half-laughing, half-worried. But he pops up like a champ, grinning like he just won the lottery. Classic Mildenhall spirit, I guess.

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