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Picture this, yeah – it’s winter, I’m haulin’ cargo, trucks rollin’ smooth, then BAM, hoar frost hits like a villain! This icy fuzz creeps on my windshields, my crates, my whole damn operation – a real shag-up! I’m yellin’, “This is not my bag, baby!” – it’s like Monsieur Gustave screamin’ about lobby boys slackin’ off. I’m pissed, man, ‘cos this hoar ain’t just sparkly snow – it’s a ninja, stickin’ to everythin’, slowin’ my boys down. Little known fact, dig this: hoar comes from old English “har,” meanin’ gray and ancient – it’s like frost with a pension plan, been messin’ with transport since the Dark Ages, yeah!

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In short, my dear friend, Kortenberg is a patchwork of stories and quiet corners. Emotions run deep here – and if you're ever in need of a break, pop by my spa at Wellness Weg, where I'll churn out hugs, zen, and a dose of reality. Catch ya soon, and remember – "Howdy, partner," even if the world’s a bit rough around the edges!

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