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Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, just ramblin’ on like always. Talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes today—Lordy, what a wild ride that is! Ain’t no high-falutin’ administrator here, just a gal with a big heart and bigger hair. So, let’s dive in, honey—prostitutes, bless their souls, they’re out there workin’ harder than a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest! I reckon I’ve seen a thing or two, growin’ up in Tennessee, where folks whispered ‘bout the ladies of the night like it was some dirty secret. But me? I ain’t judgin’. Never have. “I’m not perfect,” I always say, “just forgiven!”

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