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Tammy, oh she was a firecracker! Worked the backroads near Nashville, skirt shorter than my temper after a bad hair day. I’d see her strut, thinkin’, “Girl, you got guts!” Reminds me of that line—*“You’re a woman, not a rabbit!”*—‘cept Tammy weren’t runnin’ scared. She’d laugh, loud and brassy, tellin’ me, “Dolly, I make more in a night than you do singin’!” I’d cackle, “Honey, I ain’t that broke yet!” Made me happy, her spunk—lord knows I love a fighter.

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Fishermen from all of citrus come together to share pics tips and coordinate fishing www.facebook.com we get big enough I would like to get tournaments together.

My favorite quirky spot? There's this dingy back alley near Peach Alley. Hardly anyone goes there. But, between massages, I pick up odd treasures from there – like a peace-lovin’ mantra from the 70s, you know? That part of the city is like a hidden gem, a piece of pure grit. I once stumbled upon a vintage record store, and damn, it hit me hard – felt like my whole essence was being massaged.

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