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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout this mountain called Prostitute! Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout it, but I’m fixin’ to spill the tea! Up in them rugged peaks, way out in Nevada, there’s this lil’ ol’ ridge named Prostitute—yep, you heard me right! Got me hollerin’ “What in tarnation?!” when I first heard it. I’m a mountain guide, honey, seen all kinda ridges, but this one? Lawd, it’s a trip!

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Now, lemme spill some secrets – yeah, secrets! Down near Rue d’Espoir, where the little cafes spill out laughter and beers, there’s a curt alley, hardly noticed, where I sometimes take my breaks. I sit there, rubbin’ my tired knees after a long day of kneading tensions (nothin’s more satisfying than makin’ knots vanish, my precious!). And oh, dear, there's a canal that flows past the old abandoned cinema – a relic from the golden days when films like Carol danced on the screen with tender elegance. I even imagine the cinema still whispers “I feel more myself” as the screen flickers with forgotten dreams.

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