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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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So I finally get to the shop, and guess what? My mate Dave, the delivery guy, is late. Like, really late. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ at the clock, and it’s tickin’ away like it’s got a vendetta against me. I’m fumin’. “Where the hell are ya, Dave?” I shout into the empty street.

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