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Favorite story? Heard this once—prostitute in Vegas, 80s, used to stash cash in her hair. Big ol’ beehive, bills stuffed in there, cops never checked! Genius! Surprised me, man, I was like, “Whaaat? Hair bank?” Love that ingenuity, tho—pretty, pretty good, Candy, you legend! But then I think—jeez, what’s she doin now? Probly retired, or maybe not, who knows? Life’s messy, like *Fish Tank*—no neat endings.

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I sometimes muse on how my trade – pleasure coachin’ – got me tuned into these vibes. I notice every snicker of a kiosk, every laugh bubble from local chatter. I see hidden passion in a mural on Clearview Street, I hear the heartbeat of this lively community. Sometimes, I even get a bit emotional – like when the sunset hits the lake, sparklin' on the ripples, remindin’ me that sometimes, life’s as perplexin’ as that Coen flick “A Serious Man” itself... “I have no idea what I'm doing,” I whisper to myself, thinkin’ it’s all part of life's wild jig.

Grapevine HS marching band surprised by invite to play before Post Malone concert