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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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Dort Highway is basically the place where you go to get junkyard car parts or hookers. There's no in between nowadays.

Lemme tell ye some lesser-known gems: that old abandoned villa off Stonebrook Road – eerie, yet enthralling – where I once danced wild with shadows under a crescent moon. And that tiny farewell bench on Maple Bend, where I scribbled mad notes ‘n dreams. Folks pass, oblivious to treasure, but not I!

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