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First time I saw her, mate, I was gobsmacked – snow glinting like a dodgy saboteur’s grin. Climbed her in ’19, nearly shat meself when the wind howled. Them glaciers? Sneaky bastards, hiding cracks deeper than a Hutt’s arse! Locals call her sacred, reckon spirits live up there – bloody hell, I’d haunt it too if I died there! Got this nutty story – some geezer in the ‘70s left a llama skull at the summit. Sacrifice, yeah? Feckin’ mental, but it’s true, saw pics!

Diana Deluxe (33) - Hobby-Whore in Hanover

L "The Hanover Whore" is lite power as it usually is on the train's not so usual daylight trek to Gettysburg. On most nights will manuever cars through Hanover until around 9PM and .

There are parks too. Victory Park. Yep, that’s the name. Chill green spots, swings, and benches where you spill your guts. Sometimes I sit there, feeling like a philosopher, or a grumpy fish out of water. It’s weird and weirdly nice, like a scene out of "Certified Copy."

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