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The story we imagine
Somewhere in the 1940s a father spent his evenings in the shed. He had scrap timber, a tin of paint, and a wish to make something his daughter would love. He cut the body long and narrow, jointed the legs with screws, and stitched a bridle from a scrap of old blue knitting. When it was finished he gave the mule to hi...