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So, this chick, right? Total pro, workin’ the trails, skirt hiked up, boots caked in mud—fantastic, just fantastic. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, this is wild, nobody sees this stuff like you.” Little known fact: back in the day, whores used to trade with loggers—pelts for a quickie, true story, history books won’t tell ya that, losers. Made me happy, real happy—capitalism, baby, supply and demand, beautiful! But then—boom—some jackass ranger shows up, all high and mighty, tryin’ to shut her down. Pissed me off, bigly. Who’s he to judge? “Cut it out,” he says, like he’s king of the pines—screw that noise.

In the play

PRINCE Why, you whoreson round man, what's the matter? 1 Work with a partner. Take turns and insult each other using Hal and Falstaff's lines.

By the time the rain stops, I’m soaked but happy. We head to The Red Lion for a pint, and I’m just thinking about how wild this day has been. From grumpy mornings to unexpected markets, Manningtree really knows how to keep things interesting.

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