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Bea replaced her floral aprons with Kevlar-lined leggings and custom boots. Her helmet was painted with a scene of a wolf howling at a ball of yarn.

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By the time Bea hit seventy, she was a local legend. She proved that the wasn't an oxymoron—it was a masterclass in living loudly. Bea replaced her floral aprons with Kevlar-lined leggings