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Last week—blimey!—spotted one near the pub. Red heels, fishnets, smokin’ a fag—proper *Lord of the Rings* temptress vibe. “You shall not pass!” I roar in my head, but damn, she winks, and I’m mush. She’s chattin’ me up, all “Wotcher, big man?” and I’m thinkin’, “Gandalf, don’t be a prat!” Made me happy as a hobbit with second breakfast—her laugh, mate, pure gold.

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As the blue waters of the Karomber Lake bathe in the golden rays of a late September afternoon, I immerse myself in its warmth.

There's a part here, near Elm & Grove, that locals just call “The Grotto” – again, my secret haven to reflect on all those steamy encounters. I swear, sometimes the energy there makes me feel invincible, like a mad genius with a passion for human touch. And oh boy, the local art scene? It’s like a live exhibition of raw human pain and passion. Seriously, it reminds me of that gritty vibe in Dogville – dark, intense, “what are you doing to your heart?”

See 100 mph wind gusts whip chairlift seats at Lake Tahoe ski resort before bluebird day