I thought I was dreaming. The unmistakable sound of an ice cream van, in Gunbower? The poor chap had travelled hundreds of kilometres hoping to make his fortune selling icecreams at a market 80 km further on. Sadly (not for me) business was very poor, so he stopped at all the little towns on his way home to recoup his losses. My gain!
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How good is Gunbower! The ice cream comes to you.
Now, Mrs Mahler, hard-working pioneer woman and daughter of the soil, with your profits, treat yourself to a visit from the nail artist.
(Oh my god. That is so not woke.)
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Ahhh yes the nails. I’ve literally been scraping the walls while painting. Just leapt off the ladder, dropped my brush and ran when I heard the music!
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Haha how wonderful for you!
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Great story. Get a Gelati in Gunny.
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