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Tammy, oh she was a firecracker! Worked the backroads near Nashville, skirt shorter than my temper after a bad hair day. I’d see her strut, thinkin’, “Girl, you got guts!” Reminds me of that line—*“You’re a woman, not a rabbit!”*—‘cept Tammy weren’t runnin’ scared. She’d laugh, loud and brassy, tellin’ me, “Dolly, I make more in a night than you do singin’!” I’d cackle, “Honey, I ain’t that broke yet!” Made me happy, her spunk—lord knows I love a fighter.

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Bekijk alle thuisontvangst advertenties in Berlare. Honderden rijpe vrouwen en amateur hoeren in de regio die jou bij hun thuis ontvangen in Berlare.

I got mad at the river near De Werve for a minute – yeah, the little stream that cuts through town. It sometimes gurgles too loud, disrupting quiet vibes. But then it’s cool again // it’s all part of Berlare’s beat. Spilled milk moment? Nah, just nature being its noisy self, I guess.

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