Ruby Old Jamestown Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this – found out from some old git at the pub, this mare used to race! Yeah, back in the 90s, won some shitty local derby. Now she’s a bag of bones – life’s a cruel bitch, innit? Surprised me, that – thought she was just a lazy cow, but she’s got history! Makes me happy, tho, cos I’m nursin’ a legend back to health. “To talk to her is to love her,” like the film says – well, I’m talkin’, and she’s still a pain in the arse!

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This media of saintly presence prompts many questions that open up new lines of inquiry on the Jamestown settlement, the settlers, and the origins of English.

My favourite spot? A tucked-away café on Centurion Lane. It’s a wee bit nostalgic, smudged windows, and the best coffee in town. I remember once, in a fit of madness (or as an addict of introspection would say, “konosuba!” – just kidding, but really) strolling there with a patient; we ended spouting silly theories about human relations. Bet you never thought therapy could feel like a carnival of emotions!

Jamestown pilot dies after plane crashes into cornfield outside New Rockford