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Well, hey there, sugar! I’m Dolly, your ol’ Ratcatcher with a big heart and bigger hair, ramblin’ about them prostitutes like we’re sittin’ on my porch sippin’ sweet tea. Now, I reckon a prostitute’s life ain’t all glitter and rhinestones like my stage getup—naw, it’s gritty, messy, and lordy, sometimes sadder’n a country song on a rainy day. Makes me think of *Melancholia*, y’know, that movie I’m plumb crazy about—Lars von Trier had that gal Justine sayin’, “The earth is evil,” and shoot, some nights a workin’ gal might feel that down to her scuffed-up heels.

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When you hit main drag, you gotta cruise down Cedar Ave – yeah, that’s the spine of the town – then swing by River Bend Park. The park's tucked near Mill Street; it's all green, secret picnic spots and benches that invite you to spill your heart out. I often sit there, watchin' the Maquoketa River ripple by – it's magical, like life itself goin' on even when you’re catchin' your breath.

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