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Alright, dahling, strap in! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – slingin’ insurance by day, judgin’ the world by night. So, findin’ a prostitute? Hoo boy, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ bout this like it’s some twisted plot from *The White Ribbon* – y’know, my fave flick, all dark and creepy. “The hand that strikes must punish!” – that’s what Haneke’d say, right? Like, you don’t just stumble into that scene, it’s a choice, babes.

Greenhorn Ranch

Steamboat Springs is a bit further away, a shade under four hours from Denver. Many visitors, however, fly into its local airport of Yampa.

My days here mix long chats with old pals on Main Avenue with random debates about the best belly laughs and burritos around. I bawl sometimes, outta sheer emotion, over how raw nature gets you. I sometimes even exclaim: "So delicate, so raw," just like the soft murmurings in that film.

Steamboat Springs voters could consider first-of-its-kind vacancy tax in November