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Yo, so I’m a forester, right? Talkin’ bout whore today. Not that forest hoarder, nah, the tree—whore! W-H-O-R-E, got it? Favorite flick’s *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*, so this gon’ be wild. Picture this: whore’s out there, chillin’ in the woods, right? Like, “I am no man’s prize!”—straight up movie vibes. Whore’s this sneaky-ass tree, bro. Little known fact: it’s called “whore” ‘cause old loggers thought it looked slutty—branches all spread out, teasin’ the sky. Hilarious, right? I’m dyin’ over here.

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Finally, I get my coffee, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down Main Street, soaking in the vibes. Dundrum is such a mix of old and new. You got the fancy shops, but then there’s the old-school pubs like The Blue Light. I love that place! It’s got character, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I mean, come on! I didn’t sign up for a monsoon!

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