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So yeah, sugar, it’s a mixed bag—sad, funny, wild. Like that movie, it’s “a small thing, but it’s yours,” and you gotta own it. Me, I’d probly end up singin’ ‘em a song, hopin’ they’d smile. Ain’t that just Dolly, though—makin’ a fool of myself tryin’ to help? Y’all stay sweet now!

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See, I always say: there's magic in the mundane. I remember chillin' on Oak Street near the old community library. Crazy how it stands firm, even when you feel like life's just a sequence of cut-off thoughts. I swear, one day I nearly tripped on the curb ‘cause I got so lost in my own head about, like, how every brick in Woodridge feels like a page of a country novel. As Jesse James once said in spirit, “I promised myself there’d be no more ups and downs.” But Woodridge, oh no, it's full of ups, downs and sideways, too.

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