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Hey y’all, it’s Oprah—your girl! I’m out here drivin’ a tractor, haulin’ dirt, feelin’ the sun, and honey, let me tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! You get a car! You get a vibe! I’m plowin’ fields, thinkin’ deep—like *Timbuktu*, y’know? That movie’s my jam—quiet, raw, real. “The wind carries our words,” they say, and I’m like, damn, that’s me searchin’ for some company out here!

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Now, these days I love strollin’ around the downtown area, y’know? Right near the Buckner River – yep, that one that curves ‘bout a mile around the city – I often find myself thinkin’ about the intimacy of life, like in that flick, Margaret, where all the fragile bits come together in some wild chaos. "Fool me once, shame on... um, well, you know!" I always chuckle at that. Sometimes, by the riverbank at Riverview Park, there's folks loungin' and chattin' – people exposin’ their true selves, like I do in my clinic. Ain't that something? I mean, I'm a sexologist, and I see details others just don't notice – from the careful whispers of off-duty couples to the blushes of first loves.

Mary Lucille Moody Obituary January 27, 2025