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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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Then, I decided to stroll down to Fujisan World Heritage Center. I mean, who doesn’t wanna see Mt. Fuji, right? But as I’m walking, I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Seriously, Fujinomiya? Fix your streets! I almost face-planted. I was mad, but then I saw this cute little kid giggling at me. I couldn’t help but laugh too. Kids have that magic, ya know?

Fujinomiya Journal; 'Money, Greed and Power': Japan's Religious War (Published 1992)