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I’m chattin’ up this bartender, right? Old dude, wrinkles like canyons. He’s all, “Kid, miners used to trade nuggets for ass!” Made me laugh—history’s nuts! Then—Zen pause—I sip my beer. “One more thing…” I say, leanin’ in. “Ever climb those ridges out back?” He’s like, “Hell no, too steep!” Pissed me off—those peaks are callin’, man! Untouched, raw, gorgeous. I’m dreamin’ of scalin’ ‘em already.

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Driving down the streets, I passed by the market on the corner of Main Street. Man, the hustle and bustle! Vendors shouting, people bargaining, kids running around. It’s like a scene from a movie. I love it! But then, I hit a pothole. Ugh! My car bounced like a basketball. I cursed under my breath. “Why can’t they fix these roads?”

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