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Now, I ain’t no expert—lord knows I trip over my own boots half the time—but I heard tell of gals in Nashville back in the ‘70s who’d hide behind the jukebox at Tootsie’s Orchid Lounge. Little known fact, y’all! They’d wink at the truckers, slip ‘em a note, and bam—business was boomin’! Made me giggle, thinkin’ ‘bout it—me, all glammed up, tryna spot one o’ them ladies in the neon glow. I’d prob’ly fall flat on my face, hollerin’, “I’m just a country girl, help me out!”

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Placentia (us) is no picture-perfect postcard, it’s a living, breathing beast. You’ll laugh, you'll cry, you'll get mad – then you’ll love it all over again. So come on over, stay a while, get lost in these streets – do your soul a favor, and maybe say that crazy line from the movie, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” when you feel that wild passion inside.

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