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What gets my goat? The fakes, mate! Catfishers – *persona non grata* – wastin’ time with dodgy pics. Had a pal, swore he met Margot Robbie, turns out it’s Dave from Slough with a wig. Fumin’, I was! But then – *cor blimey* – the thrill! You’re chattin’, heart’s racin’, “Is this it?” Like Freddie askin’, “What’s the use of it?” in the film – sex-dating’s a gamble, pure *audere est facere*, to dare is to do.

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There are days I get so mad – like when they start construction on my fav bench in Bergstrasse, ruining my chill time. And yes, sometimes I laugh out loud when I see how seriously some peeps take life, so stiff and formal. I tell them, “Hey, loosen up! Life’s more like a heartbeat than a clock tick!”

Henry Bawnik, Survivor of Death Camps and an Inferno at Sea, Dies at 92 (Published 2018)