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So, I’m watchin’ her, right? She got them fishnets tighter than my girdle on Thanksgivin’! And I’m thinkin’, “Lord, give me strength!”—like that priest in “Spotlight” prayin’ for them kids. I ain’t mad at her hustle, tho! Times be tough, and she out here workin’ harder than a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest! I said to myself, “Madea, don’t you stare too long!” But them nails? Chile, acrylic longer than my grocery list!

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Now, let me spill some tea about the local river – the Vaalcreek. It’s not your fancy tourist river, but it sure has character. The Vaalcreek runs through the outskirts in a crooked kinda way, remindin’ me of life’s winding paths – “What is the art of life? It is a constant readjustment to our surroundings,” I swear that’s a Charlie Kaufman moment comin’ at ya! Sometimes I sit by the creek, lost in thought, frustrated at times, mad at the world, but then nature calms me down. Its murmur is like a whisper tellin’ me, “Don’t worry, you’ll be back on track!”

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