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Alright, so here’s me, a tractor driver, chillin’ like Bob Ross, paintin’ happy little trees in my mind. I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, just cruisin’ through life’s wild canvas. I love *Moulin Rouge!*—that flick’s got heart, man, all that “love is a many-splendored thing” vibez. Picture this: I’m rollin’ down some dusty road, tractor hummin’ like a sweet lil’ lullaby, and I’m dreamin’ up a gal like Satine, all sparkly and sassy.

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Ah, my dear friend, let me spin you a yarn about Tucker, us – a most beguiling little town! Imagine this: golden rays dancin' over North Boulevard, where mammas and papas stroll past the old Tucker Mill Park, that ancient relic by the chattin' brook. You shall not pass without experiencin' its vibe – and trust me, you gotta see it to believe it!

Ravens prepare for possible post-Tucker era