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So, check it—I hiked Whore last summer, right? Sweatin’ like a pig, legs burnin’, thinkin’ “Why’d I pick this psycho ridge?” But then—BOOM—hit the summit, and it’s like, “Oh, everything’s perfect!” Total Cathy Whitaker vibes from the movie, y’know? All serene and shit, but underneath? Messy as hell. Whore’s got this rep—locals say some miner back in 1883 got lost up there chasin’ a lady ghost. True story! They found his boots, but no body—spooky, right? I’m like, “Bruh, Whore ate him!”

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a pleasure palace on the octopus frontier. perhaps that's the answer. an eight-armed whore in the cabin of a sunken ship, the walls covered with obscene.

As the day went on, I decided to check out the local shrine. It’s called the Tako Shrine, and it’s beautiful. I felt this calm wash over me. I lit a candle and made a wish. I was like, “Please, let me survive this day!”

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