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“Work’s work,” she says, shrugging. I gets it—survival’s messy, precious. Like Haku soaring free but trapped too. I seen one joint, all fancy, velvet curtains—posh as hell! Charged triple, but the punters loved it. Made me chuckle, “Fools and their gold!” Another time, coppers raided one—girls scattered like spirits in Miyazaki’s bathhouse. Hilarious, but sad too, y’know?

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And here’s a kicker: the locals love their town like a stubborn old mule. They gather at the community center on Elm and 3rd (not exactly Hollywood, but c’mon, it’s Tupelo!) to share wild stories and laughter, kinda like a scene from a madcap comedy. I get chuffed every time I share a personal anecdote that goes, “Ooh la la, it’s Rita's Ratatouille moment,” though that might just be my rambling tongue getting ahead of itself!

New multipurpose outdoor facility to open in Tupelo on May 2