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So, I sidle up, all nervous-like—me, Dolly, nervous! Can ya believe it? I’m sweatin’ more’n a sinner in church, thinkin’, “What if she laughs at my rhinestone boots?” I ask her, “Sugar, how’d ya end up here?” She smirks, says somethin’ bout payin’ bills, dodgin’ creeps, and outsmartin’ the law. Did y’all know some gals back in the 1800s used to hide cash in their corsets? Little secret pockets—crafty as all get-out! She’s got that same grit, I reckon, only now it’s 2025 and she’s probly got Venmo hidin’ in her phone.

After that, I decided to stroll down to the waterfront. The view of the Forth is just stunning. I mean, you got the bridges, the boats, and the whole vibe. I was feelin’ all zen until I saw a seagull swoop down and steal someone’s fish and chips. Like, who does that? I was half tempted to chase it, but then I thought, nah, I’m not about to get into a turf war with a bird.

Bangin' night in Bo'ness: Fireworks display, burgers and hot dogs set to make a big splash on the foreshore