lickmysmellyballs
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In Rutshire, gossip had a way of spreading like ivy on an old stone wall, winding its way through every corner of the village until everyone knew it, whether it was true or not.
By the evening, as the last shop doors closed and lights flickered off in the cottages, Rutshire's little world settled down, each whisper tucked away to wait for morning, ready to pick up the threads of its ever-growing tale once more.