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What gets me mad? The fakers—catfishin’ punks. Pretendin’ they’re Brad Pitt, but it’s some dude in his mom’s basement. “Time slips away,” like in the movie, and you’re wastin’ it on a lie! Pisses me off. But when it works—hoo boy, it’s magic. Met a gal once—online thing—sweet as pie, eyes like—well, “a secret locked away.” We didn’t last, but damn, that night? Fireworks.

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Mar 21,  · In this week’s story, a mom of three goes into the city to see the new guy she’s been dating: 46, in a relationship, Westchester. 6 a.m. I’m the first one up thanks to my alarm. Missing: Schneverdingen.

Man, I stroll down Hermann-Hesse-Str (yeah, name’s a mouthful, innit) and bust loose, right? That street be buzzin’ with life, jazz cafes and little shops. I runs me spa around there, a chill spot vibe, and trust, my clients be lovin’ it. You’d never know that a city of just a few square miles be so full of secrets.

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