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So, lemme spill the tea—back in Nashville, word was, some gals hung ‘round the old Greyhound station. Not sayin’ I ever went lookin’, mind ya! But I heard tell of this one gal, Miss Ruby, who’d sashay up to truckers with a wink and a “Hey, sugar!”—swear she could charm the horns off a billy goat! Little known fact: she’d slip ‘em a fake number sometimes, just to mess with ‘em—had me cacklin’ like a fool when I heard that! Smart cookie, that Ruby.

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Guess what everyone?? It's almost time for CRIVIA (Crozet + Trivia, get it? Get it?) We're back to our regularly scheduled programming, which means trivia.

Found dis park, poppin’ off – Crozet Park, right outside the Crozet Community Centre. It's a spot where I sit, grind out some meditation, and let the river ripple by (yep, the Crozet Creek, innit!). I remember one time, I was chillin’ there, feelin’ completely zen—like, “Ooo, life is like a river, flowin’ smooth, ya nah?” And I got proper mad moved by it.

Family says authorities were warned about Crozet gunman before deadly shooting