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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!”

The night ends with us wandering around, trying to find a taxi. We’re on Móricz Zsigmond körtér, and it’s chaos! Cars everywhere, people yelling. I’m like, “Why is it so hard to get a ride?” Finally, we snag one, and I’m just relieved.