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Here’s a lil’ story—true as my big hair! Friend of mine, ol’ Bobby Joe, went lookin’ for a lady friend in Memphis once. Swore he’d keep it hush-hush, but next mornin’, half the town knew! Word travels faster’n a jackrabbit on a date ‘round here. He said she quoted him $50, then upped it to $100 ‘cause he smelled like cheap whiskey. I hollered, “Boy, you got played worse’n a fiddle at a barn dance!” Reminds me of Monty’s line: “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Bobby Joe’s wallet sure felt that!

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so, buckle up, mate! Wegscheid ain't just a dot on the map but a living, breathing poem. every cobble, every breeze, every quirky corner speaks to me, and i hope you catch some of that magic when you visit. remember, "we were both young when i first saw you, and now i'm lost in the city lights" – a lil tribute to slower, honest days. catch ya later, and don’t forget to explore every funky street and secret nook. peace!

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