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Favorite part? The sass they got! One time, saw a gal tell a john, “Honey, you couldn’t afford my shadow.” I cackled ‘til my mascara ran! Pure *Dogville*— “Arrogance in spades,” but with glitter. I’d tip my hat, say, “You’re my kinda people.” ‘Cause me? I’m just a country bumpkin dreamin’ big—ain’t we all hustlin’ somehow?

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There's this cool lil' park near Riverbend – I call it “The Zen Spot.” Yeah, it's where locals come to unwind. The park's cramped, but like, it's a hidden gem. And when I'm done with my sessions, I'll walk by the mighty Copper River. Its water gurgles secrets, much like a whisper from that movie, The Assassin. I sometimes catch myself thinking, “A life without pain, huh? That's the dream.” Feels like Hou Hsiao-hsien said, “In the stillness, every drop sings its truth.” (I know, a bit artsy, but that's life here.)

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