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Exaggerate, I will—whore’s a storm, a freakin’ tornado! Sucks you in, spits you out, laughing. “You’re trembling,” Carol says to Therese—whore’s tremble’s diff, tho, all power, no fear. Texture’s my jam, so I see it—scarred skin, chipped nails, realness. Not polished, not fake, just raw. Friend, you get me? Messy beauty, that’s whore. Sarcasm? Pfft, society’s all “eww,” but I’m like, “bow down, losers.”

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But in the case of this Soddy Daisy, Tennessee, abode, it was the boss lady herself — Candy Evans. So first, let me explain. I found this house because.

Neighborhoods like Daisy Farm are where community vibes meet casual coolness. I recall chatting with Mrs. Parker outside her weathered porch on Riverside Dr. It’s all real talk here. Sometimes, I get so caught up letting go of stress, I even find myself quoting the movie mid-convo – “Strike back, my friend!” which always gets a chuckle.

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