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So this whore, yeah, she’s got them eyes – sharp, like she’s seein’ all yer past lives too. “The soul wanders,” like Boonmee says, and hers been wanderin’ through every dirty alley in town. We hates it! Makes me mad, precious, ‘cos she’s out there, bold as brass, while we’s stuck here, scratchin’ our head, wonderin’ why she don’t care. Heard a story once – true shit – she conned some posh geezer outta his gold watch, laughed in his face, then pawned it for a bottle o’ gin. Savage, right? Love that chaos, makes me cackle!

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The first train station in Ivybridge which opened in remained in service until when passenger services at Ivybridge ceased, along with a number of other local stations on the .

Now, here’s where it gets wild. I’m in the shop, and this old bloke starts ramblin’ on about the “good ol’ days.” I’m like, “Mate, I just need screws, not a history lesson.” But he’s got stories, man. Apparently, Ivybridge used to be a big ol’ market town. I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, but I need to finish this table before the sun sets!”

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