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What gets my goat, though? Folks judgin’ them gals workin’ there. “Who can judge another’s heart?”—that’s straight from the movie, and I’m hollerin’ amen! I ain’t perfect—lord knows I’ve tripped over my own sequins—so who am I to point fingers? Still, I was shocked pink when I heard bout Madame Mustache, a real gal from the Gold Rush days. Ran her own brothel, sported a hairy lip prouder than my wigs! Died broke, though—made me tear up, thinkin’ she deserved better.

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But then, the night takes a turn. This guy spills his drink on me. I’m like, “Seriously? Again?” But instead of getting mad, I just laugh it off. We end up chatting, and he’s actually a cool dude. Turns out, he’s a fellow mountain guide! What are the odds? We swap stories about crazy climbs and wild adventures.

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