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This bloke calls, all nervous—pathetic! “Hey, mate, u free tonite?” Voice shakin’ like a soggy soufflé. I’m like, “Grow a pair, ya muppet!” Sex-dating’s brutal—did ya know 1 in 5 matches flake? Little fact for ya, ya numpty. I’ve seen it—chattin’ up some bird online, she’s all “oooh yeah,” then poof—gone! Makes me mad as hell. “What’s the matter with you?!” I’d yell if I could. Happy bit? When it works—shagged a stunner once, felt like Tony bleeding Curtis in *Brooklyn*. “You’re tearing me apart!”—nah, mate, it was glorious!

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Walking along Oakridge Ave (yeah, spelled that way, b’cuz it’s iconic) gives you epic views of the creek—Falling Brook Creek—they call it lazy talk, but I swear it's the heartbeat of the place! And oh em gee, the park, Heartwood Gardens, is my go-to relaxation zone. I sit there, breathe it in, and think “¡La verdad se hace presente, poder y coraje!” Like, seriously, every fern and bench screams freedom and healing.

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