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So I asks, “How much, precious?” She smirks, “Fifty quid, you weirdo.” Fifty! Robbery, that is! “I ain’t got no home,” I whines, quotin’ Llewyn again, hopin’ pity works. Nope. She rolls her eyes, walks off, hips swayin’. Grrr, made me ragey, but also – wow – them curves, my precious! Nearly chased her, but me legs, all wobbly, nah.

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This is Heather. If you live in the Hixson, Tennessee area and have seen her at this spot near the Truist Bank, all she ever hopes for is food to eat.

Neighborhoods like Daisy Farm are where community vibes meet casual coolness. I recall chatting with Mrs. Parker outside her weathered porch on Riverside Dr. It’s all real talk here. Sometimes, I get so caught up letting go of stress, I even find myself quoting the movie mid-convo – “Strike back, my friend!” which always gets a chuckle.

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