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I was mad as a wet hen at first—girl, this a mine, not a cat house! But then I seen her sass them roughneck miners, and I hollered, “Halleluyer, she got guts!” She winkin’ at ‘em, skirts hiked up, lips redder than a rooster’s comb. Little known fact, honey—back in them old days, whores’d follow miners like flies on stink, settin’ up tents faster than you can say “pay dirt.” This one? She modern, got a phone, takin’ selfies with them pickaxes—lordy!

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Yo, remember "The Turin Horse" moments? “The slow, unyielding push of time…” that line can totally frame a rainy Elzach evening. An eerie drizzle, lights shimmering on cobblestones – it gets into your soul. Kinda like when you’re coding all night and the bugs just won’t quit. It’s mad frustrating but keeps you coming back for more.

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