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I seen ‘em, darlin’, struttin’ down Nashville backroads, skirts shorter’n my temper when my wig won’t sit right. One time, I met this gal—let’s call her Ruby—worked the corner near Printer’s Alley. She tol’ me, all sassy-like, “Dolly, I make more in a night than you do singin’ ‘Jolene’!” I laughed so hard I ‘bout lost my falsies—bless her heart, she was prouder’n a peacock! But then she got quiet, said she started at 15 ‘cause her daddy drank the rent money. Made me madder’n a wet hen—how’s a kid s’posed to climb outta that hole?

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Then we stroll down to the old railway station. It’s kinda cool, but also a bit creepy. I mean, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. I half expect a ghost to pop out and say, “Welcome to Ungheni!” But instead, we just get a bunch of pigeons. Ugh, those birds are everywhere! I swear they’re plotting something.

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