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What pisses me off? Nobody knows bout this place! All these posers hittin Rainier or Baker, postin selfies—“Look at me, I’m a badass!” Fuck that noise. Whore’s sittin there, quiet, waitin for real players. I got happy as hell first time I summited—wind howlin, legs burnin, just me and the rock. Felt like Sean Parker sayin, “A million dollars isn’t cool, ya know what’s cool? A billion dollars.” Except for me, it’s not cash—it’s standin on Whore, lookin down at the world.

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Anyway, I finally get to my job site. It’s this old villa near the marina. Beautiful spot, but man, the woodwork was a mess. I’m talkin’ splinters, cracks, the whole shebang. I start workin’, and I’m feelin’ good. The sun’s out, the sea’s glistening, and I’m hammerin’ away. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! Like, seriously? I’m just tryin’ to eat here!

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