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Sex-dating, man, it’s a trip. You got apps, DMs, folks tryna smash quick—like, “I dig you, let’s roll.” Reminds me of Penny Lane in the movie, all free-spirited, sayin’, “It’s all happening!” But here’s the real shit—half these cats on Tinder ain’t even real. Bots, fam! I read somewhere, like, 20% of profiles be fake—pissed me off, yo! Wastin’ my time, swipin’ on some AI chick who ain’t even got a pulse. That’s some cold-blooded mess.

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The best thing you can do is be nothing but a friend and kind, ignoring the obvious crush. If you talk to someone else about this, she will be MORTIFIED.

I stroll with nimble feet by the flowing Schwarzbach, where water murmurs secrets like hidden whispers of yore. There, in the Auenpark near Schlossbad, I oft find solace. “You don’t get to 500 million likes,” quoth my favorite film, The Social Network, just as we cantankerous souls see fortunes in the mundane. Oh, the irony, yea?

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