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First time I saw her, damn, she hit me - steep as hell, scree slidin everywhere, winds howlin like some vampire kid scratchin at your window. “Be careful what you wish for,” I mutter, thinkin bout that movie, how innocence hides somethin dark. Prostitute’s like that - looks doable, temptin even, but she’ll suck your soul dry if ya ain’t ready. Climbers call her that ‘cause she lures ya in, all sexy slopes and promises, then bam - leaves ya broke, bruised, screamin for mercy.

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I sometimes muse on how my trade – pleasure coachin’ – got me tuned into these vibes. I notice every snicker of a kiosk, every laugh bubble from local chatter. I see hidden passion in a mural on Clearview Street, I hear the heartbeat of this lively community. Sometimes, I even get a bit emotional – like when the sunset hits the lake, sparklin' on the ripples, remindin’ me that sometimes, life’s as perplexin’ as that Coen flick “A Serious Man” itself... “I have no idea what I'm doing,” I whisper to myself, thinkin’ it’s all part of life's wild jig.

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