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Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

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I never leave my spa without a warm smile, mostly after peepin local parks. Central Park? Nah, WAY too crowded. Instead, I vibe at Quiet Grove Park on Elm St. – peaceful, tiny pond, ducks always flapping around. “Rarrgh!” Reminds me of a random scene in that film, crazy stuff! Wait, I gotta say: each day here is unpredictable. Some days, it's AWESOME, some days, UGH, total mess.

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