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So, lemme spill the tea—findin’ a prostitute ain’t like pickin’ daisies in Tennessee! Back in the day, I heard tell of this lil trick in Nashville—girls’d hang by the jukebox at certain bars, tappin’ their heels to Patsy Cline, waitin’ for a wink. Subtle, y’all, real subtle! Nowadays, it’s all online, apps and whatnot—Lord, I can barely work my dang phone, typos galore, prolly spellin’ “prostitute” like “prostetute” half the time! Makes me madder’n a wet hen, all this tech confusin’ a simple country gal like me.

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Zirconium Rose Gold with Black Diamonds.. The restaurant had one of the waitresses escort me to the lower deck where I could get behind the thick growth.

Anyway, I hop on my bike, zooming past the Zirc Abbey. That place is huge! Like, you could fit a small village in there. I always think about how many secrets those walls hold. But today, I barely notice it. I’m in a rush, dodging potholes like I’m in a video game.

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