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Me, I’d be a shitty john—too loud, too broke! “Hey, girl, you take Venmo?!” Hah! But real talk, it’s sad too—some forced into it, trafficked, fucked up shit. Makes me wanna punch a wall! Then bam, others choose it, stackin’ cash, laughin’ at squares—love that energy! “He’s imitating me,” like in the movie—society’s the real whore, sellin’ us bullshit daily!

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Higham Ferrers, formerly the oldest and the second smallest borough in Northamptonshire, has had a long and eventful history. Its commanding position high above the River Nene gave it .

So, I roll into the shop on Market Square, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the heat. I’m thinkin’, “Great, another day of slicin’ meat and dealin’ with customers.” But then, BOOM! The first customer walks in. It’s Mrs. Thompson from Church Street. She’s all flustered, talkin’ about her cat, Mr. Whiskers. Apparently, he’s gone missing. I’m like, “Lady, I’m a butcher, not a cat detective!” But I nod and pretend to care.

Story-telling imagination runs riot in Higham Ferrers