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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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Then the teenaged daughter of a local prostitute is orphaned by her mother's murder, and Inez steps up to raise the troubled girl as her own.

Man, Parker's streets… like Main Street? No, seriously, check out Elm & 3rd. Yeah, that one. There’s also Maple, Oak, Pine – I’m not kiddin’, they’re everywhere – like thyme in a garden, ya got me? And dude, inside all this, there’s a super chill spot called Parker Park. I still remember my first time there. It was all greenness, laughs, and gawkin’ at random couples gettin’ cozy by the pond. Made me mad unbelievable sometimes... but also happy! “The Gleaners and I”, right? Life is just a collection of tiny glimpses, man.

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