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She’s countin’ cash, I’m sizin’ her up—tattoo on her neck, faded as hell. “What’s your story?” I ask, actin’ deep. She rolls her eyes, “Pay me, don’t play me.” Savage! I’m crackin’ up—love that energy. Reminds me of Kate Hudson’s “You’re too sweet for rock’n’roll.” But this ain’t sweet, it’s gritty, raw, fuckin’ REAL.

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I get mad when I see the disrepair on River Road near the old mill—like, come on, fix it! But then I get happy watching the sunrise at Veterans Park, over the glistening water of the Little Prairie River. Quick and erratic note: omg, typos, oh well, life in Brenham is chaotic and beautiful. Fell in love with a quirky boutique on Oak Ave., just because its neon sign read “Live Lustfully,” in big, bold letters. Funny, right?

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