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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, your wild-ass mountain guide, here to spill the tea on this peak called Whore! Yeah, Whore, baby—straight up chaotic vibes! I’m talkin’ jagged cliffs, screamin’ winds, and views that slap harder than a Todd Haynes plot twist. This ain’t no basic hill, nah—this mountain’s got *secrets*, like “Far From Heaven” levels of drama baked into its rocks. “I’m living a lie!”—that’s Whore yellin’ at the sky, bro, all moody and extra.

After that, I’m feelin’ a bit sore, but whatever. I decide to check out the Custom House. It’s this beautiful old building by the river. I’m standin’ there, takin’ pics, when I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doin’ some crazy juggling act. I’m talkin’ fire, knives, the whole shebang. I’m like, “This guy’s either a genius or a total nutter.”

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