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I remember this one gal – oh, lordy, true story! Down in Nashville, ‘round ‘78, workin’ the corner near the honky-tonks. Called herself Ruby Red – hair like a fire engine, lips to match! She’d sass the cops, “You gonna arrest me, or buy me a drank?” Got me laughin’ ‘til I near peed my britches! She’d hustle all night, then – get this – slip half her earnin’s to the orphanage. Ain’t that a hoot? A heart o’ gold under all that rouge! Made me happy as a pig in mud seein’ that kinda soul.

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I get to the lake, and it’s a scene. Jozef’s car is just sittin’ there, lookin’ sad. I’m tryin’ to help him jump it, but I’m no mechanic. We’re both gettin’ frustrated, and I’m like, “Man, this is why I stick to charcoal!”

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