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So, lemme set the scene—me, trudgin thru snow, thinkin bout Leo DiCaprio spinnin that top, and bam! This shady guy—total Cobb vibes—whispers bout “a lady down the ridge.” Hmm… I’m like, “What? Up here?” Made me mad as hell—ruinin my peaceful hike with that sleazy nonsense! But also—kinda funny. I mean, who’s climbin 8,000 feet for THAT? “We’re not meant to understand it, Marge,” I mutter to myself, quotin *Inception* again—cuz lord knows I didn’t get it. Prostitue up a mountain? That’s a new level of “dream within a dream,” huh?

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Motherfer, lemme tell ya 'bout Budd-Lake (us)! I been livin' here for years, runnin' my spa on Elm Street, right near the bank of the chilly Miller River. This city ain’t like any other, man—its neighborhoods are vibrant, each with its own soul. Yo, the Central Park here is simply amazng, a perfect blend of nature and chaos. I swear, it's like something straight out of The Act of Killing, where every second screams "Motherfer, look at this!"

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