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The perfect little street

The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker: while the latter may be hard to come by, the nursery rhyme has far more of a ring to it than the series of chain stores turning England’s towns into clone zones. Our perfect street includes a grocer with cheery Astroturf shelving, an independent bookseller that foregoes blockbusters, a wine shop run by someone called Pierre with an enviable range of Fleurie, a newsagent that doesn’t close on Sunday afternoons and devotes an entire wall to penny sweets and the other to…



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