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The ridge itself? Steep, rocky, sneaky lil’ paths—kinda like them gals, huh? Tricky to climb, but I done it! Got scratches all up my legs, cussed the whole way—“Lord, why I do this?!” But at the top? View’s so fine, I forgot all my fussin’. Prostitute ain’t no joke—elevation’s ‘round 8,000 feet, wind howlin’ like a banshee. I’m up there, yellin’, “I’m the queen of this hoe mountain!”—oops, typo, ha! Meant “whoa,” but it fits!

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Next, I’m wandering around Tjörnin, the lake in the middle of the city. It’s so pretty, with ducks and swans just chillin’. I sit on a bench, and this old man starts feeding the birds. I’m thinking, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.” But then, the ducks start fighting over the bread. It’s like a scene from a nature documentary. I’m cracking up, and the old man gives me a look like I’m the crazy one.

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