Butchers all looked the same in appearance, all wearing straw hats with black bands, pin-striped blue and white aprons, white attire and clogs. They seemed to spend all day sharpening threatening-looking knives of various sizes, or weighing lumps of mince when they weren’t chopping oxtails into palatable lengths. It must have been such a barbaric occupation.
Pets were never allowed to be taken into their shops which must have been one hell of a relief for the pets. To them it would have been nothing more than a one-way ticket to hell, so just as well they stayed out the way.
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