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Hey y’all, it’s me, Dolly, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! Oh honey, I ain’t no high-falutin’ gal, just a Tennessee hillbilly with a big ol’ heart. Now, I reckon findin’ a workin’ gal ain’t like pickin’ daisies in a field, no siree! Takes some grit, some know-how, an’ a lil’ sass. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *Timbuktu*—you seen it? Ain’t about hookers, but it’s got that raw, dusty feelin’, folks survivin’ anyhow they can. “The wind blows where it wants,” like they say in the movie—kinda like them gals blowin’ into town, lookin’ for a dollar!

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Then, I hit the corner of Church Street. There’s this café, right? The one with the best scones. I’m craving one, so I pop in. But guess what? They’re out! Out of scones! I’m like, “What kind of café runs outta scones?” I could feel my blood boiling. I mean, it’s a crime against humanity! So, I settle for a dry muffin. Ugh.

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