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What gets me ragin’ tho? When people act all high and mighty, like they ain’t never paid for it. Hypocrites, man! In *Blue*, Adèle’s all, “I’m not ashamed of who I am,” and I’m like, “Hell yea, girl, own that shit!” Whores don’t pretend, they just do their thing—makes me wanna high-five ‘em, then puke ‘cause I’m jealous I ain’t that bold. Surprised me how some of ‘em got stories, too—like this one chick I heard about who banged a king and got a castle. A freakin’ castle! I’d kill for that, screw you, Kenny!

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One of the stops on the upcoming historical ghost walk is the Tullahoma Fine Arts Center, who some say is haunted by the ghost of Jennie Baillet who can be.

So, my friend, get ready for a wild ride when you roll through Tullahoma. It’s messy, beautiful, and real—just like a rap verse spittin’ raw truth, “Young Mula Baby!” Every corner, every heartbeat tells a story. Peace out and see ya soon in these vibrant streets.

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