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Now, I’ve seen some gals in Nashville—whew, stories! One time, this little thang, Ruby, worked the honky-tonks. She’d wink at fellas, sayin’ she’s their “new world.” Had a pet raccoon—called it Captain John, after John Smith! Swear to Jesus, that critter stole tips right off the bar. Made me laugh ‘til I cried—still does! Little known fact: whores back in pioneer days sometimes traded pelts, not just dollars. Wild, right?

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I gotta mention the neighbourhood of Riverview. Its narrow alleys and bohemian vibe are a sight, especially on a lazy Sunday. Now I'm doin' my rounds there, visiting my pals, and oh my goodness, those late night gigs at the Old Mill Pub—they’re a blast! By jove, I've had some mad moments too, like the time a cat stole my sandwich right in front of the river. Unreal, innit?!

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