A mystery has been driving the residents of Beeston, Nottinghamshire in the UK, bananas. I know, I know, groan, but I had to. For more than a year a plate of peeled bananas drizzled with honey has turned up around the beginning of the month at the same location. Who is leaving them, and why? Is it a prank, a religious ritual? More importantly, why hasn't anyone figured it out with modern technology? Even a good old-fashioned stakeout should have solved it months ago.
Eat your fruit, Balkers. It's good for you.
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