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Every story starts somewhere.
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And mine begins in a small town
called Silver Springs, Nevada.
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My mother was an ex-show girl.
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Emphasis on the "ex."
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There's my father.
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He came by for the beer.
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Whoa. Oh, my God.
Look at this.
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Oh, my God!
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Happy birthday, Donna
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Whoa, whoa
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l didn't get to blow out
my candles.
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But l do remember my wish.
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That l could get as far away
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from Silver Springs
as possible.
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Well, that didn't happen.
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Come on, sweetie.
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My mom, always optimistic,
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was on her fourth
husband, Pete.
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Come on, baby.
Come on.
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Ugh. What happened?
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Rodney. His son.
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No need for DNA testing
on that one.
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l still had my mind
on a different life
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beyond Silver Springs.
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Then l met Tommy,
the high school quarterback.
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Boy, was he a great kisser.
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Together, l knew
we were going places.
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He went as far as
assistant manager at Big Lots
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and used his pull to get me a
job in the luggage department.
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This is the best bag
money can buy. Bar none.
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You've got the nylon twill
with DuPont protective coating.
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This is the bag you use
when you fly?
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Well...