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So, picture this—I’m sittin’ here, twirlin’ the phone cord, thinkin’ ‘bout some poor fella tryna find a workin’ gal. Maybe he’s scrollin’ them shady websites, or—bless his heart—askin’ round in dive bars. I’d say, “Honey, what’s your situation?” like that judge in the movie, ‘cause it ain’t just ‘bout the deed—it’s the why! Back in my Nashville days, I heard tell of a gal named Ruby who’d hang by the old gas station on 5th, red lipstick smeared like she’d kissed a ketchup bottle. Little known fact—she’d only take clients who’d sing her a tune first! Made me giggle somethin’ fierce—imagine some nervous cowboy croonin’ “Jolene” off-key just to get a lil’ sugar!

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I gotta mention Riverside Lane too – not on every map, but oh, folks! It’s where old souls go for solace. I remember counseling a woman who whispered, “I feel like I’m swimming in emotions,” as we both stared at the murmur of the water. It was like a scene straight from a Martel movie – headless ideas, messy but honest.

Horror fans can get the write kind of jump scare this weekend