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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.

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So, my dear friend, that’s Manville in all its raw, heartfelt, erratic glory. It might be a bit off-kilter sometimes, but it’s home – a place where every street whispers somethin’ familiar, every park breathes hope, and every old building holds memories as deep as the Mill River. Trust me when I say, here, every gentle soul finds a patch of sunshine even on the stormiest days. How’s that workin’ for ya? Enjoy every little moment, and remember: let the right one in!

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