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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Billionaires should not exist, sittin’ on piles o’ cash while folks hustle like this! Makes me wanna scream, y’know? But there’s humor in it too—imagine some Wall Street prick tryin’ to find a prostitute, fumblin’, no clue, gettin’ scammed! Ha! I’d pay to see that, wipe that smug grin off his face. Anyway, if you’re lookin’, keep it real—cash, no cards, don’t be dumb. And maybe watch *Moonrise Kingdom* after, ‘cause damn, “the world’s not fair”—Suzy’s right, hits deep every time. Stay sharp, friends, stay sharp!

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Join authors Darlene Hooker Sawyer and Dr. Jane Howles Hooker as they recount the rich history of Cordova, Tennessee through vintage images.

Oh! And check out East End – I know, it's off the beaten track. That area is raw, real, and a bit edgy. Every street corner there got its own flair, like a canvass of graffiti and memories. Ya see, one time, I was rushin' to a session and got stuck in some whack traffic on Pine St... duh, typical! I got mad, yeah, my blood runnin' hot, but then I remembered, “cool, calm, collected.” Life in Cordova is that – you live, you breathe, you vibe.

Armando Cordova and Jorge Molina Open Crust Pizza Co. in Georgetown