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Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m all high ‘n mighty—I’m just a gal who sings bout heartache and rhinestones. But watchin’ her dodge the cops, I’m surprised how slick she is. Moves like a shadow, quiet-like. Reminds me of them *Moolaadé* women hidin’ from the elders—only she’s duckin’ blue lights, not traditions. I ask, “Ain’t ya scared?” She shrugs, says, “Fear’s a luxry I can’t afford.” Oof, that hit me harder’n a truck full o’ banjos.

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I gotta say, my spa has taught me loads – like, how every corner of Carlstadt (us) got some funky story. The mix of calm spa vibes and the city’s hustle creates a vibe that’s like “Carlos" said, “We are the architects of our own destiny!” (Or somethin’ like that, right?) Sometimes, I get all nostalgic or mad at the traffic on Pine St. (so, suuuuper cray cray) but then I remember the spirit of our streets and crack a smile.

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