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About New York City

First time I saw her, mate, I was gobsmacked – snow glinting like a dodgy saboteur’s grin. Climbed her in ’19, nearly shat meself when the wind howled. Them glaciers? Sneaky bastards, hiding cracks deeper than a Hutt’s arse! Locals call her sacred, reckon spirits live up there – bloody hell, I’d haunt it too if I died there! Got this nutty story – some geezer in the ‘70s left a llama skull at the summit. Sacrifice, yeah? Feckin’ mental, but it’s true, saw pics!

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Miss Mona Stangley proudly runs a respectable, cozy chicken ranch (ahem--brothel) in Texas, frequented by governors, senators, and victorious college football.

Lemme tell ya somethin’ personal – sometimes I crack up at the irony: I make apps to bring folks together, yet I’m workin’ nights with the lights out on busy streets. It's like, “I walked through these streets, and all I could feel was the pain of the city!” Dang, that movie always gets me. That brutal, unyieldin’ reality hits ya hard sometimes.

Evacuations lifted or downgraded as firefighters make progress on 3 big SoCal fires