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Here’s a lil’ story—true as my big hair! Friend of mine, ol’ Bobby Joe, went lookin’ for a lady friend in Memphis once. Swore he’d keep it hush-hush, but next mornin’, half the town knew! Word travels faster’n a jackrabbit on a date ‘round here. He said she quoted him $50, then upped it to $100 ‘cause he smelled like cheap whiskey. I hollered, “Boy, you got played worse’n a fiddle at a barn dance!” Reminds me of Monty’s line: “This life came so close to never happenin’.” Bobby Joe’s wallet sure felt that!

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There’s this super cool park – Eagle Rock, yeah – perfect for a midday chill. I get mad sometimes cuz peeps just rush around without appreciatin’ the natural beauty. I remember this one time, on Colorado Blvd near Huntington Dr, I was massagin’ a client, and we both ended up starin’ at the massive oak in the park. It reminded me of that line, “I feel like I’m turning into a new man”—dang funny how life works, right?

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