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But ugh, what pisses me off? People callin’ it “boring frost”—excuse me?! Hoar’s a diva, okay, not some basic bitch snowflake. Takes perfect cold, dry air—rare as hell. One time, in Nashvile (whoops, typo!), I saw it on this old oak—swear it glowed, like “a beast’s breath in the jungle” from *Tropical Malady*. I was shook—stood there freezin’ my ass off, just starin’. Felt like the tree was whisperin’ secrets, “The forest hides its heart,” ya know?

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Then, I head to the local café on Strada 31 August. Best coffee in town, no joke. I grab a cappuccino, and it’s like a hug in a cup. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s a client. They’re freaking out about some missing documents. Like, really? You had one job!

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