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Sometiems, tho, it’s sad—lonely vibes creepin’. “Define… love,” WALL-E’d say, and sex-dating? Ain’t always it. Hella folks just want skin, not soul. Exaggeratin’ here, maybe, but feels like a meat market, yo! Still, dig the hustle—everyone’s huntin’ somethin’. Fear leads to hate… when they ditch ya mid-chat—rude af!

Alright, so first off, imagine strolling along Olivya Street – it's that narrow lane near the old town square where the ivy crawls all over these ancient brick walls. I swear, every time I pass by, I feel like I'm in a scene of The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, you feel me? Like, “I must swallow my pride and fly!” Man, it gets me so hyped sometimes.