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Now, don’t go thinkin’ I’m all high ‘n mighty—I’m just a gal who sings bout heartache and rhinestones. But watchin’ her dodge the cops, I’m surprised how slick she is. Moves like a shadow, quiet-like. Reminds me of them *Moolaadé* women hidin’ from the elders—only she’s duckin’ blue lights, not traditions. I ask, “Ain’t ya scared?” She shrugs, says, “Fear’s a luxry I can’t afford.” Oof, that hit me harder’n a truck full o’ banjos.

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I gotta share this: once, at night, I was walking near the side of the ancient oak by Millers’ Bridge (yep, that’s the one) and I felt the silence break me – a moment so pure it made me wanna cry, laugh, and shout all at once! I even recalled a bit from that film, "Blue is the warmest color," and OMG, it just resonated with every thought of resilience and love.

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