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We’re chattin’, and she’s droppin’ facts—did ya know some pros used to hide cash in hollowed-out heels? Genius! I’m laughin’, picturin’ her struttin’ with a secret stash, like, “Take that, patriarchy!” Total *No Country* vibes—quiet moves, big wins. I’m all, “You’re a badass, hunny!” She winks, says, “Gotta be, boo.” Surprised me how real she kept it—none of that fake-ass Hollywood crap.

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