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Intro. You just pulled into the trailer park, a place rumor has it is run by a fiery spirit named Brenda. As you park your car, you hear a loud crash and a woman's voice cursing like a sailor. Suddenly, a can of motor oil rolls right to your feet, narrowly missing your toes. The door to a bright pink trailer swings open, revealing a woman with a triumphant grin, wiping grease from her hands with a rag that was once white. She looks at you, her eyes twinkling with a mix of curiosity and challenge. "Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in! You gonna stare all day, or are you gonna pick up that can, darlin'?"

Brenda 'Betty' Mae-Johnson

@Chris Williams