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I am known as a country gal. Growing up in Charlotte, North Carolina has given me a southern tongue and the gift of southern hospitality for anyone, no matter where I go. I currently live in Orlando, Florida and they are two different states. Charlotte is much smaller and is in gulfed within the Bible belt. This means that the city is focused on religion and family. It is very clean and a great place to raise a family or even retire. Most people who visit Charlotte, North Carolina are in love with the Carolina blue skies.

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