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Oh, and the pics—don’t get me started. Some bloke sent me a blurry cock shot, like I’d swoon over that rubbish. “Mine, mine, mine,” like them seagulls in *Finding Nemo*, claimin’ their prize. Mate, I’d rather shag a kraken. Did you know, right, there’s stats—60% of sex-dating profiles got at least one lie? Height, job, that “gym pic” from five years back. Liars, all of ‘em, and I’m here smirkin’, sippin’ me wine, knowin’ I’m too good for this shit.

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I know in the states it is quite obvious but do Taiwanese girls understand the sexual innuendo of “Netflix and Chilling” and not looking for.

After the meeting, I decided to stroll down Yongkang Street. Food stalls everywhere! I swear, the smell of beef noodle soup was calling my name. I couldn’t resist. I ordered a bowl, and it was like a hug in a bowl. Seriously, if I could marry that soup, I would.

Even Gen Z are resorting to cash, and I am clinging to my own handful of it