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Tammy, oh she was a firecracker! Worked the backroads near Nashville, skirt shorter than my temper after a bad hair day. I’d see her strut, thinkin’, “Girl, you got guts!” Reminds me of that line—*“You’re a woman, not a rabbit!”*—‘cept Tammy weren’t runnin’ scared. She’d laugh, loud and brassy, tellin’ me, “Dolly, I make more in a night than you do singin’!” I’d cackle, “Honey, I ain’t that broke yet!” Made me happy, her spunk—lord knows I love a fighter.

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As the sun sets, the sky turns this insane orange. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. Rishon-LeTsiyyon is beautiful, man. I mean, who knew? I’m feeling all the feels. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s a notification about a gaming tournament. I’m like, “No way! I gotta sign up!”