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Well, hey there, sugar! It’s me, Dolly, just ramblin’ on ‘bout them prostitutes—Lordy, what a wild bunch! I reckon I’ve seen a few things in my day, struttin’ round Nashville with my big hair and bigger dreams, and honey, them gals work harder than a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie I love—*Lost in Translation*—y’know, where Bill Murray’s all mopey in Tokyo, sippin’ whiskey, feelin’ like he don’t fit nowhere. “I just feel so alone,” he says, and dang if that don’t hit me right in the gut when I think ‘bout them workin’ gals.

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So, I’m up in the tree, doing my thing, and suddenly, I hear this loud crash. My heart drops. I’m like, “No way, please don’t let it be the car.” I peek down, and it’s just a bunch of kids playing soccer. Phew! But then, one of ‘em kicks the ball, and it goes straight for my ladder. I’m like, “Oh no, not today!” I barely catch it. I’m sweating bullets, man.

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