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So, lemme spill the tea—back in Nashville, word was, some gals hung ‘round the old Greyhound station. Not sayin’ I ever went lookin’, mind ya! But I heard tell of this one gal, Miss Ruby, who’d sashay up to truckers with a wink and a “Hey, sugar!”—swear she could charm the horns off a billy goat! Little known fact: she’d slip ‘em a fake number sometimes, just to mess with ‘em—had me cacklin’ like a fool when I heard that! Smart cookie, that Ruby.

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My profession's given me insights. Sometimes a couple hops in, stress thick, then leaves all smilin'. I see life's raw, unfiltered moments here—joy, anger, surprise, and yeah, mad frustration too. I recall that one rainy Tuesday on Rue de la Bise. Saw a fella storm off mad at his partner. I was like, "Dawg, take a chill pill!" And then I whispered to myself, "Rarrgh... such tragedy in our small town."

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