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With her pigtails bobbing and her short skirt swaying, the farmers daughter walked through the lush wheat fields dreaming about the big city. She was the pride of her family and the talk of the town. She dreamt of Hollywood and making it big there. Someday, she sighed. As she walked to the stoop of her house she was speedily met with the smells of home cookin' That smell always brought a smile to her face. She was sure going to miss all this old-fashioned hospitality whenshe left. It almost made her want to stay but, the big city beckoned.