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Still, I reckon it’s fascinatin’—the hustle, the grit. Reminds me of Zuckerberg’s dorm-room schemes, only with fishnets ‘stead o’ hoodies. I’d tip my hat to ‘em—takes guts! But me? I’d stick to my beakers and banjo, laughin’ at myself for even ponderin’ it. “I’m CEO, bitch!”—nah, I’m just Dolly, y’all, makin’ a mess and lovin’ every minute!

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And there's, er, some unexpected twists too. I wandered through some side alleys, and every corner got personality. Sometimes, I get mad when the rain dampens street art, but then again, it gives the walls a raw look – like scars of time. Ain't that somethin'? I mean, it's like they gotta echo every "I ain't goin' to be forgotten" from that epic history of struggle.

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