Natalie Hocking Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, pal, listen up—I'm Gordon Gekko, your mountain guide today, and lemme tell ya bout this chick, Whore. Yeah, Whore—sounds sketchy, right? But I’m talkin bout a mountain, not some shady broad. Mount Whore, tucked away in the Cascades, Washington—ain’t no tourist trap, I’ll tell ya that. Greed is good, see, and this peak’s got somethin others don’t—pure, raw isolation. Ain’t no Zuckerberg types climbin this bad boy for likes. It’s a hidden gem, like that line from *The Social Network*—ya know, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin a few enemies.” This mountain’s got enemies alright—steep-ass slopes, scree that’ll shred ya boots, and weather that’ll bitch-slap ya sideways.

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Take, for example, last night – when I had a guy slide into my Instagram DMs and tell me I’m a cheap whore because I dare to write about the joys of sex. My first reaction was one of anger.

Hocking taught me strength, wonder, and the art of keepin' it real. Every cracked sidewalk, every windy day is a mix of beauty and chaos. I swear, it's like livin' a constant inception dream!

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