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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

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Below is another print from about the same time from the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston and shows an Eisen representation of another high-ranking.

But then, I see it. The best cheese stall ever! I’m talkin’ about that creamy stuff from the local dairy. I grab a chunk, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m smilin’ like a fool, cheese in hand, when suddenly, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a whole stand of apples. Apples everywhere! It’s like a fruity explosion. I can’t help but laugh.

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