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About New York City

Met one once, y’know, at a truck stop—sweet as pie, called herself Ruby. Said she’d seen more drama than a Dolly Parton single. Made me laugh ‘til I cried! She’d hustle all night, then doodle little hearts on napkins—said it kept her sane. “If you laugh, you think, and if you think, you feel,” she told me, and heck, that’s straight outta *The Master*! Got me wonderin’—how’s she keep goin’? Tougher than my Aunt Faye’s biscuits, that’s for sure!

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They used to sit at hotel lobbies with a discrete touch of elegance: some makeup, a nearly natural look, dresses and purses that combined with their shoes and French perfume. They would .

I wandered past the little café on Pembroke.

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