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I seen a gal once—ooh, down in Nashville, years back—standin’ on a corner, heels higher than my beehive! She had this spark, y’know, like she coulda been somethin’ else, maybe a singer like me, but life dealt her a busted hand. Made me mad as a wet hen—why’s the world gotta be so dang hard on some? Ain’t fair! I wanted to holler, “Honey, you’re worth more’n that!” But who am I, just a rhinestone cowgirl with a guitar?

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Anyway, I’m walking down through the park by the Drava River. It’s beautiful there, but today? It’s packed! Families, kids, dogs everywhere. I’m dodging frisbees and strollers like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. And then, I see this old guy feeding the ducks. He’s got this whole bag of bread, and I’m thinking, “Man, those ducks are living the life.” But then, he trips! Bread goes flying everywhere! Ducks are going nuts! It was hilarious, but also kinda sad. I mean, poor guy.

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