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Millie monologue

Millie Mead had an air of significant superiority about her. Sat before her was a woman of middle years, a tourist to the village of Fekenham Swarberry, who had ventured forth from Tadworth, Surrey seeking the rustic tranquillity that graced the oft-overlooked Dorset quietude. Millie’s joy at having a captive audience, one with whom she could …

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