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Lemme tell ya a lil’ secret – back in Tennessee, I knew this gal, Ruby. She was a prostitute, sure ‘nuff, but lordy, she could sing! Voice like honey, swear it’d melt yer boots. She’d work the corner, then croon at this dive bar. One night, some jerk stiffed her – took her cash and ran. She just laughed, said, “Honey, I’ve buried worse.” Straight outta “Son of Saul,” that grit – “to live is to suffer.” Made me happy as a pig in mud, seein’ her shake it off.

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And then there’s Parkside Park – it’s a green breath of fresh air with a lazy river flow, where I once met a spirited soul who said, “Life’s just a fickle dance, man.” Geez, it had me nearly spilling me rummy! The Searcy River winds along, carving secrets into the city's heart; I’d sit near its banks, scribblin’ notes about the human body's mysteries and how passion pulses like rapids – real, raw, and unfiltered!

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