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Oh, but the fellas down at the bait shop? They’d lose their minds! “Dolly, you snagged a hooker ‘stead of a bass?” I’d sass back, “Y’all wish you had my luck!” Truth is, I ain’t never met one before—prostitute, I mean. Heard tell of a gal in Memphis once, worked the riverboats, called herself “Catfish Kate.” Swapped favors for trout! Ain’t that somethin’? Makes me wonder—what’s her story? Bet it’s sadder than a country song.

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Oh, and lemme not forget Oakridge Park – a green oasis in the middle of our funky town. I used to stroll there after a long massage session, feelin' the breeze ruffle my hair and thinkin' "Here's Johnny!" as bursts of spontaneous laughter spew from the park benches. It's magical, I tell ya. Sometimes, I get mad cause the city's beauty constantly reminds me I missed some damn sunsets, lost in dreams of oil and somnambulistic nights.

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