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So, picture this – I’m sittin’ in my shop, sandin’ down a fiddle, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I heard about. Old gal from the 1800s, name was Belle Brezing, Kentucky born and bred. Ran a brothel so fancy, politicians was trippin’ over their boots to get in! Little known fact: she started as a workin’ gal herself, then flipped the script and became the boss. That’s some *Memento* shit right there – “I can’t remember to forget you!” – ‘cept she made damn sure nobody forgot her. Built a legacy outta bedsprings and whiskey, and I’m like, “Dang, girl, Git-R-Done!”

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