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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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As the night goes on, I meet up with my friends at a bar on Via Cavour. We’re sharing stories, laughing, and I’m feeling all the feels. But then, someone brings up politics. Ugh, why? I’m like, “Can we not?” But they keep going, and I’m just sipping my drink, trying to zone out.

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