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About Kobe

I seen a gal once—ooh, down in Nashville, years back—standin’ on a corner, heels higher than my beehive! She had this spark, y’know, like she coulda been somethin’ else, maybe a singer like me, but life dealt her a busted hand. Made me mad as a wet hen—why’s the world gotta be so dang hard on some? Ain’t fair! I wanted to holler, “Honey, you’re worth more’n that!” But who am I, just a rhinestone cowgirl with a guitar?

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I’m scrambling to pick them up, and this old lady comes over. She’s like, “You okay, dear?” I’m like, “Yeah, just my life in shambles.” She laughs, and it’s kinda sweet. We chat for a bit. She tells me about the cherry blossoms in spring. I’m like, “I gotta see that!”

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