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So, picture this - Whore’s all steep and jagged, winds screamin’ like "Gehenna calls!" from the movie. I’m climbin’, sweatin’, thinkin’ - Joey, you’re nuts! Why’d I pick this over a sandwich? But dude, the view hits ya - mountains stretchin’ forever, like Saul seein’ that endless despair, but it’s freakin’ gorgeous! Made me happy as hell, like I scored a date with Monica. Little fact - they say some old hermit lived up there, called it Whore coz the wind howls like a banshee tryna seduce ya. Creepy, huh?

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Nyeema Morgan; A whore, a nun and a housewife walk into a barn. A whore, a nun Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture, Skowhegan, ME MFA.

And then there's the Skowhegan River Flow. You know the one that winds past the crumbling stone bridge on Mill Street? Yeah. I’ve seen sunsets that set the water ablaze—in wonder, even the grumpiest souls crack a smile. Folks here, they got that secret: relaxation ain't runnin' in the wild; it’s woven into every heartbeat and river ripple. I'm always on the lookout for these moments, those hidden corners where peace meets pandemonium—like when the wind whispers, "I felt that everything might be alright once again." Ridiculous? Nah, it's truth.

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