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So, I’m thinkin’, why they name it that? Turns out, back in the gold rush days, them miners was wild! Little known fact—prostitutes used to hike up there, settin’ up camp to “entertain” them dusty ol’ fellas. Hella crazy, right? I’m like, “Girl, you climbin’ mountains for THAT?!” Made me mad as a hornet—women out there riskin’ their necks, while them men just sittin’ pretty with their gold pans. Humph!

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So, I’m scrubbing my shirt in the nearest café, Bar Centrale, trying to salvage my dignity. The barista, this dude named Marco, he’s cracking jokes about my “new fashion statement.” I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I’m not here for a comedy show.” But hey, at least the cappuccino was on point.

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