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One day, she don’t show. Weeks pass—nada. I’m thinkin’, “Where’s my lil’ fish?” Maybe she got out, found her reef, or maybe some shark got her. Breaks my damn heart. I exaggerate sometimes, sure—say she fought off ten cops with them heels—but truth is, she’s a survivor, like Nemo, lost but scrappy. “Mine, mine, mine,” them seagulls’d say, but she ain’t nobody’s to claim.

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After sadly saying goodbye to I Love Bramhall very recently I was thinking that Bramhall needs a local community Facebook group. Only members can see who's in the group and what they .

So, I roll into town, and first thing I notice is the vibe. It’s all posh and stuff. Like, who knew? I mean, I’m used to the rustle of leaves, not the sound of fancy cars zooming by. I parked my truck on Bramhall Lane, and I swear, I felt outta place. Everyone’s dressed to the nines, and I’m in my muddy boots and flannel. Classic me, right?

Meet Elle Macpherson’s boyfriend Doyle Bramhall II, who helped make her memoir audiobook