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What gets my goat, though? Them high-and-mighty types actin’ like they ain’t never sinned. Honey, I’ve seen preachers sneakier’n a fox in a henhouse! Makes me madder’n a hornet. But what tickles me pink? The gals with sass—ones who’ll tell ya, “Sugar, you ain’t worth my time!”—and strut off like queens. Gotta admire that grit. Little-known fact: back in the ‘70s, some workin’ gals in Nashville had a secret code—red ribbon on the purse meant “busy,” blue meant “open.” Ain’t that clever? Kept the law off their tails!

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Oh, hey there, darlin’! Lemme tell ya 'bout Seaside (us). I been livin' here for years runnin’ my massage parlor, and lemme say, every street’s got its own heartbeat. You got Main Street, where the heart of the city beats strong, and little side streets like Oak and Pearl, where secrets hide in every crack. I’m tellin’ ya, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” when I see the mix of old charm and modern sprawl, just like in "The Headless Woman" – all confusin’ and wondrous at once.

Seaside resident Joe Cubbage surrenders after hours-long standoff with police on suspicion of making death threats.