At the Shacklewell Arms in east London, the same old group of hipsters and indie music lovers had been changed by an enormous crowd wearing leopard print, double denim, and cowboy hats to honor the evening’s foremost act: Shania Twain. Jack, 28, who got here together with his sister Amy mentioned “We thought we might have been scammed when we saw the ticket announcement,” he added “Why would she do a pub this small?” There was a collective sense of disbelief among the many fortunate 200 ticketholders that they have…
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