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Lemme tell ya, I seen some stuff. Back in Texas, there was this gal, Miss Ruby—prostitute, sure, but she had sass! Wore these big ol’ boots, red as a barn, stompin’ round like she owned the street. Made me laugh, y’all—she’d holler, “Just keep swimmin’, sugar!” Straight outta *Nemo*! I’d tip my hat, thinkin’, “Dang, she’s got grit!” Got me happy, seein’ her strut, not carin’ what folks whispered. But then—bam!—some jerk cop hassled her, and I got mad, y’know? Ain’t right, pickin’ on folks tryin’ to live.

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Next, I decide to hit up the Klofta Museum. I’m curious about the local history, right? I walk in, and it’s dead quiet. I’m lookin’ at this old Viking exhibit, and I’m like, “These dudes were hardcore.” But then, I hear this loud crash! Some kid knocked over a display. I’m like, “Seriously?!” The staff is freakin’ out, and I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ not to laugh.

Mark Amon Petty Obituary March 29, 2018