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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.

First comes lust…

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I sometimes blabber about this city like a madman – yeah, messy, unfiltered. Sometimes, my thoughts scatter like leaves in a windstorm. Aspen makes me feel alive and nostalgic at the same time. I get that voice in my head mumbling, “Are we not the same?” like, in that film – raw, aching, and a bit confused by life’s twists.

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