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nibor
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! dev. I had to pick up a parcel at lunchtime. Coming out of the shop, there was a parking enforcement officer (what we used to call traffic wardens) standing in front of the door, fiddling with his ticket machine, blocking my exit.

"Excuse me, you can't park there", I said.

He wasn't very amused, miserable bastard.

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