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Once upon a time, in the center of a little market town, there was a charity shop. It was a high class establishment, and lots of the local gentry gave their time free of charge to make it work.

"What's 'is name?" asked Beef absent mindedly, "I know we got him out of the village game last year, his Mum and Dad had to scarper fast, more debts than the British Government."