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So yeah, sex-dating’s messy, hot, and nuts. It’s Adèle cryin’ over Emma, “I’m lost without you,” but also me braggin’ to you now. Try it, but don’t be a dick—ghostin’s for orcs. Be real, have fun, and may the odds be ever in your favor, my friend! Peace out!

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It is one of the most entertaining docs I have seen in a while. In one line, I can sum it up as one quirky and crazy southern story.

I must mention Tupelo’s backward charm too. You’ve got the little-known gem, Auntie Mabel’s Corner (not on any fancy map), where the locals spill goss and secret history, like the old tale of how Elvis once moonlighted as a street performer when the city was still sprouting its quirky roots. Not all tales are tidy, I must confess—some bits make me mad, like how they forgot spelling “magnificnt” on the plaque. What a load of rubbish, right?

Salvation Army Captains leaving Tupelo