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Now, here’s a tidbit ye won’t find in no logbook—whores like her, they’d smuggle more’n just their charms. Ruby once hid a map in her corset, stitched it right in! Some Spanish git’s treasure, lost to the deep. She’d wink, sayin’, “I’m the treasure, love.” Cheeky minx! Got me wonderin’—was she the loot or the trap? “Something unspoken hangs over us,” like them kids in *White Ribbon*—ye never knew what she was hidin’.

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Torrington Imperial Service Medal. No one seems to know whether the award, from the Queen, made for meritorious service, will be discontinued.

But then, outta nowhere, I see this dog chasing a squirrel. And not just any dog—a massive Great Dane. I’m talking about a dog that could probably eat me for breakfast. The squirrel’s darting around, and I’m just standing there, laughing my head off. The dog trips over its own feet and goes tumbling. I mean, it’s hilarious! I’m doubled over, tears streaming down my face.

RHS Garden Rosemoor, Great Torrington