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So, I sidle up, all nervous-like—me, Dolly, nervous! Can ya believe it? I’m sweatin’ more’n a sinner in church, thinkin’, “What if she laughs at my rhinestone boots?” I ask her, “Sugar, how’d ya end up here?” She smirks, says somethin’ bout payin’ bills, dodgin’ creeps, and outsmartin’ the law. Did y’all know some gals back in the 1800s used to hide cash in their corsets? Little secret pockets—crafty as all get-out! She’s got that same grit, I reckon, only now it’s 2025 and she’s probly got Venmo hidin’ in her phone.

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So yeah, Pacific Grove is my home, full of quirks and heart. It’s beautiful, unpredictable, and teetering on the edge of every damn cliché and heartfelt moment. Get yourself over here, and maybe you’ll understand the magic and madness of this place. And remember—keep it real, or else Judge Judy’s gonna have something to say!

Jasmine Jaksic: Rescue at Pacific Grove