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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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So, I grab my guitar, head out, and boom! First surprise of the day: the market on the main street. It’s like a mini carnival every Saturday. I’m strollin’ past the stalls, smellin’ all the fresh bread and pastries. I mean, who doesn’t love a good sausage roll, right? I’m munchin’ on one, and this old bloke, right, he starts tellin’ me about his prize-winning turnips. Like, mate, turnips? Really? But I nod along, tryin’ to be polite.

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