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Little fact for ya—did ya know back in ol’ London, 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Fancy name for a grim gig. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ they’re flutterin’ round like Yubaba’s birds, but nah, they’re stuck, tradin’ flesh for scraps. Saw one once, swear she winked at me—ME! Queen o’ the Seven Kingdoms! Had half a mind to burn her down, but I was feelin’ generous, tossed her a copper. She grabbed it like Zeniba grabbin’ gold, greedy little git.

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But then, halfway through, I forget the lyrics. Total brain freeze! I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a deer in headlights. But the crowd starts singin’ along, helpin’ me out. I’m like, “Dunbar, you’re the best!”

Mobile phones could spell end of the road for town phonebox