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Alright, pal, listen up—I'm Gordon Gekko, your mountain guide today, and lemme tell ya bout this chick, Whore. Yeah, Whore—sounds sketchy, right? But I’m talkin bout a mountain, not some shady broad. Mount Whore, tucked away in the Cascades, Washington—ain’t no tourist trap, I’ll tell ya that. Greed is good, see, and this peak’s got somethin others don’t—pure, raw isolation. Ain’t no Zuckerberg types climbin this bad boy for likes. It’s a hidden gem, like that line from *The Social Network*—ya know, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies.” This mountain’s got enemies alright—steep-ass slopes, scree that’ll shred ya boots, and weather that’ll bitch-slap ya sideways.

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Iona (/ aɪˈoʊnə /; Scottish Gaelic: Ì Chaluim Chille [ˈiː ˈxal̪ˠɪm ˈçiʎə] ⓘ, sometimes simply Ì) is an island in the Inner Hebrides, off the Ross of Mull on the western coast of Scotland. It is mainly .

I got mad surprises too. That old lighthouse at Harbor End is wild. Its beam cuts gloom; like a flash of truth. I spill my guts there sometimes – no pretense. C’mon, that’s life! Dark humor on street corners, like "Spotlight" quotes echoing in back alleys. "They did it, all of them," I laugh. I swear, sometimes I feel like Bond, bein’ suave and secretive.

St. John’s to Polish Off Homestand Against Iona