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Here’s a kicker—didja know? Back in the ‘70s, some gals worked outta diners—yep, flippin’ burgers by day, hustlin’ by night. Wild, huh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ ‘bout it—pancakes and a side o’ somethin’ else. But it ain’t all giggles. Gets me mad, too—folks judgin’ these gals, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off! They’re out there, survivin’, and I’m over here, sippin’ coffee, feelin’ all high and mighty.

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Now, Manteca’s got little pockets of paradise, ya know? I absolutely love spelunking around Community Park. It’s like — boom — nature and urban chaos got together and had a baby. All those old, bent trees remind me of the line “Life is a cycle, full of seasons…” from that film. Don't even get me started on the beauty of those happy boulder beds and tattered leaves. One day, I was sittin’ near the duck pond, and the breeze was whispering secrets. It made me laugh, cry, and occasionally, freak out a lil bit (sorry, not sorry with my dramatic flair).

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