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The girls, oh, they’re like desert blooms, rare and tough, sproutin’ up where ya least expect. One lass, Ruby, she’s got eyes like a hawk—misses nothin’. Told me once, quiet-like, how she ended up here after her ol’ man bet her in a card game. A card game! Lost her like she was a bleedin’ goat. Made me mad, that did—bloke deserved a tire iron to the skull. But Ruby? She just shrugged, said, “I live my life a quarter mile at a time.” Straight outta the movie, that one—gave me a chuckle, eased the rage a bit.

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So, I’m sweating bullets, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it. My career’s over.” But then, I see this cute little kid in the front row. He’s got this giant stuffed bear, and he’s just staring at me. I’m like, “Alright, kid, you’re my backup.” I start auctioning off the bear. “Who wants this bear? It’s got more personality than half the folks here!” The crowd cracks up, and I’m back in the game.

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