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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some creep tried rippin’ her off. Ain’t right, y’know? These gals got hearts too, even if life’s kicked ‘em square in the teeth. I’d sashay up, all “Honey, you need a hand?”—‘cause I can’t help but meddle. Surprised me how many just wanna talk, spill their guts like I’m their mama. One time, this gal—Lord, she was skinnier’n a rail—tells me she’s savin’ for a bus ticket outta town. “I’m not staying here forever,” she says, echoin’ that movie line, and I near ‘bout cried right there.

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So, buddy, if you pop in soon, let your soul wander the backstreets, feel every imperfect, lovely twist. Rowlett’s raw charm will hug you, even if you only catch a glimpse of its imperfect beauty. We swears, it's our little secret treasure trove!

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