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What pisses me off? Fakes. Catfishers. Dudes posin’ as hot chicks—ugh, wastes my time. I’m yellin’ at my phone, “Gimme the real deal!” Like in “Hurt Locker”—“You’re not ready for this!”—but flipped—THEY ain’t ready for ME. Happy part? When it works. Met this gal once, total firecracker. We’re chattin’, laughin’, next thing—boom—hookup central. Felt like I cracked a code, pure genius moment.

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Late Victorian book watch chain, Idar-Oberstein, Germany. End to end: 12 - 30,3cm. As seen - tarnished, loses of plate, chips, loses and damages.

Now, lemme rant – I gotta throw shade at some parts too, know whazzup? Like, some corners off fully off, like near Lindenallee, where graffiti and urban decay mix with nature in this bizarre yet strangely poetic sorta way. It make me mad sometimes – the neglect! But then again, that same grittiness reminds me that beauty's in imperfections, just like that raw truth in Timbuktu’s scenes. “We are all made of dust, yet shining bright.” Crazy metaphor, right?!

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