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I got into it once—yep, me, ol’ Bernie—swipin’ on some app, thinkin’, “This is nuts!” Met this gal, fiery spirit, we talked politics and sex over cheap coffee. She says, “Bernie, sex-dating’s liberation!” I’m like, “Hell yeah, no Wall Street suits tellin’ us who to bang!” Made me happy—real people connectin’, no fancy dinners, just vibes. But then—THEN!—this dude brags he’s banged 50 chicks in a month. Fifty! I’m screamin’, “That’s not the point, ya greedy bastard!” Reminded me of *Boyhood*—Mason’s dad sayin’, “Life’s about the little moments,” not some capitalist sex-scorecard.

So, picture this: downtown Fort-St.-John with its quirky streets like 100 Avenue and 100 Street – a maze of hidden gems and open arms. Roamin' 'round Chestnut Street, I always find a calming vibe, like a secret massage session in an urban jungle. Theres the iconic North Peace Cultures complex, where art and life blend just like my favorite oils. And hey, if you wander near the majestic Peace River – oh my days, it's trippin’! The cool ripples whisper stories, just like “Synecdoche, New York” murmurs musing phrases like “Isn't it maddening that we are so alone?” It’s like every droplet is a note from life’s symphony.

Wildfire evacuees in Fort St. John, B.C., allowed to return home: city