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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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And hey, ever notice how the local river, Rio Paraíba do Sul, just flows with a sorta rebellious grace? It’s the lifeblood of our streets, much like the soul in our fights inside the ring. I love watchin' it flow at dusk – reminds me of a soft scene in that flick "Far From Heaven": "Time is a series of moments, each bursting with meaning." Bro, it's deep.

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