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So, I sidle up, all nervous-like—me, Dolly, nervous! Can ya believe it? I’m sweatin’ more’n a sinner in church, thinkin’, “What if she laughs at my rhinestone boots?” I ask her, “Sugar, how’d ya end up here?” She smirks, says somethin’ bout payin’ bills, dodgin’ creeps, and outsmartin’ the law. Did y’all know some gals back in the 1800s used to hide cash in their corsets? Little secret pockets—crafty as all get-out! She’s got that same grit, I reckon, only now it’s 2025 and she’s probly got Venmo hidin’ in her phone.

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Oh, and a little tidbit: There’s this hidden mural in an alley near Elm street – graffitied by local artists around 2005, I guess. Not many know, but it kinda sums up the city’s weird magical heart. It’s like the movie lines: “It's all a grand, messy caper, precious, we swears!” And I reckon the mural is a shoutout to that vibe.

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