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So, this one time, I’m haulin’ ass up Whore, right? Sweatin’ buckets, legs shakin’—she’s a cruel dame, lemme tell ya. Got this rep—locals whisper she’s cursed or some crap. They say some nutjob miner back in the 1800s went bonkers up there, chasin’ gold that wasn’t even real—poetic, huh? “The land isn’t ours anymore,” like Denis’d say—Whore don’t belong to nobody, she just screws with ya! Made me pissed, tho—why’s she gotta be so damn stubborn? I’m slippin’, cursin’ her out loud, and then—BOOM—vista hits me like a punch. Happy as a clown, I was—total stunner, 360 degrees of “holy shit!”

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There’s a park called Ashfield Park. It's where I stroll to clear daisies from my head. Kids run 'round, couples chat. It’s simple n’ sweet. I even had a meltdown there once – a real “Werckmeister Harmonies” moment – “Everything stares back in silence.” I laughed it off later; can't be too mad in a park!

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