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So, whoRE as a texture? Man, it’s rough! Think cracked leather, worn out from too many hands. Kinda like Daniel Plainview’s soul, ya know? Dirty, oily, patched up – but damn, it’s got character! I’d slap that texture on a barstool in some dive joint. Been sittin’ there since ’07, smellin’ like whiskey and regret. “I’ve abandoned my child!” – that’s the energy, bro, whoRE screamin’ secrets nobody wants to hear.

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I’m not tryin’ to sugarcoat it: sometimes I get so ovsensive it makes me laugh at the absurdity – jokes aside, I’d trade a whole day of debugging code for a sunset over the Steinbach River. And the vibe? It’s like forevers painting a scene: “it is as if everything is destined… and nothing is safe,” as if the film’s whispering through the cracks of our reality.

Winter not over; storm could bring 30 cm of snow to Steinbach