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In Quidi Vidi Village by the seashore quite content a wooden box nestled in the green grass is painted red. The latch hook, archaic in its simply molded naked form was quite effective keeping out an errant hand or winter storm. I'd no idea what might be stored behind its weather-softened lid, but something useful judging from the marks the latch left when it slid. I don't recall exactly what this box was for or where it sat, I only know my thinking was I gotta take a pic of that.