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But lemme tell ya, some shit pisses me off. The way folks judge ‘em, callin’ it dirty, like they ain’t got their own skeletons. “What’s true for you,” like Sarah Polley says in *Stories We Tell*, “is what you make it.” Ain’t that the truth? These women, they’re craftin’ their own damn tale, and I respect that hustle. Surprised me too—did ya know back in the 1800s, madams ran whole towns? Like, in Deadwood, this chick Al Swearengen—yeah, a woman—owned a brothel so badass she basically bankrolled the place. Power, man, straight up power.

Zara…HERE NOW!

After the rain, the sun comes out, and it’s beautiful. I take a moment to breathe. The view of the Pite River is just stunning. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna live here? But then, I see my buddy Lars. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He tells me he just caught a massive pike. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna need a bigger frying pan!”

The women’s team going viral for the sheer number of sponsor logos on their kit