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I pull up near the old gas station—shady spot, y’all. This gal’s standin’ there, red heels, smokin’ a cig. I’m thinkin’, “She’s bold, I’m bold—match made!” I roll down my window, all cool, and she’s like, “Hey, tractor lady, you lost?” I’m dyin’ laughin’—lost? Me? Never! I say, “Naw, just curious, girl!” She smirks, tosses her hair, and I’m like, wow, she’s got *Timbuktu* vibes—untamed, fierce, y’know? “The desert hides its secrets,” like the movie says.

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Discover life events, stories and photos about Carmi Preston (–) of Poultney, Rutland, Vermont, United States.

So, listen. As a masseur, I’m drawn to all these quiet corners and hidden spots. It ain't just about kneadin’ knots, it’s about catchin’ every damn vibe of Carmi. I once got a client who exclaimed, “Damn, you're like the WALL-E of this town—fixing broken parts!” I laughed, 'cause I know exactly what he meant. Carmi’s rough edges hide a whole lotta soul.

Aaron Lee Kirsch, 47, of Carmi