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Now, lemme spill some tea—did ya know, back in the ‘80s, some Vegas gals banked six figures? True story! Tax-free, ‘course—IRS ain’t knockin’ on no brothel door. I was tickled pink thinkin’ bout it, ‘cause I’m sittin’ here with my piggy bank, and they’re stackin’ bills like hotcakes at a church supper. But here’s the kicker—most of ‘em blew it faster’n you can say “9 to 5.” No savings, no nothin’—just glitter and regret.

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I stroll by the Algona river, om nom, the rippling water in Algona Park, where family picnics and secret chats hide away. Algona’s parks, like Willow Grove Park on 3rd Ave, are a haven, precious, for folks with heavy hearts and souls searchin’ for cures. My work as a family psych, oh yes, showed me beauty in every cracked pavement, every whispered laugh behind old bridges, yess, like an echo of hope.

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