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Tammy, oh she was a firecracker! Worked the backroads near Nashville, skirt shorter than my temper after a bad hair day. I’d see her strut, thinkin’, “Girl, you got guts!” Reminds me of that line—*“You’re a woman, not a rabbit!”*—‘cept Tammy weren’t runnin’ scared. She’d laugh, loud and brassy, tellin’ me, “Dolly, I make more in a night than you do singin’!” I’d cackle, “Honey, I ain’t that broke yet!” Made me happy, her spunk—lord knows I love a fighter.

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Bekijk alle thuisontvangst advertenties in Vught. Honderden rijpe vrouwen en amateur hoeren in de regio die jou bij hun thuis ontvangen in Vught.

After lunch, I head to the Vught train station. I’m waiting for my train, and I see this guy trying to juggle. I mean, who juggles at a train station? He drops a ball, and it rolls right to me. I pick it up and toss it back. He’s like, “Thanks, mate!” I’m like, “No prob, just trying to keep the peace here.”

Conditions at prisons and immigration holding facilities in the Dutch Kingdom come under fire