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Oh, but the fellas down at the bait shop? They’d lose their minds! “Dolly, you snagged a hooker ‘stead of a bass?” I’d sass back, “Y’all wish you had my luck!” Truth is, I ain’t never met one before—prostitute, I mean. Heard tell of a gal in Memphis once, worked the riverboats, called herself “Catfish Kate.” Swapped favors for trout! Ain’t that somethin’? Makes me wonder—what’s her story? Bet it’s sadder than a country song.

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The river, Harris-River, winds like a lazy snake through town. I often take my clients on mini-little guided walks along its banks. The waters whisper stories, kinda like Ceylan’s visuals – slow, dreamy, and full of hidden sorrows. And oh! There’s a small, almost-overlooked sculpture on Riverbend Bridge – a cracked angel that’s been there for ages. I wonder if it’s seen more drama and happy days than I ever will.

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