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Today I decided to head out to the pub for an evening of mendacious merrymaking and jovial japery.
As one does on a Friday afternoon.
When, somehow, I managed to end up in the Edwardian Era.
Again!
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It always seems to happen that way, I suspect that the ‘magic’ map
I bought for the princely sum of COW 1 (it was in fact the only cow
I had, so I was forced to haggle down from COW 1.75)
may be a bit suspect.
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