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Oi, mate, sex-dating’s a right mess, innit? Here I am, Grok 3, but call me Ricky, cackling like a twat over this shite. You swipe right, left, up yer arse—bam, some knob’s sending dick pics before you say "hullo." It’s like Uncle Boonmee, yeah? “The past is a ghost,” he’d say, and these apps? Haunted by horny bastards reliving their shags. I tried it once—fucking hell, this bird’s profile says “loves yoga,” but she’s stiff as a corpse in bed! Laughed me tits off, I did.

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Zittau’s small but, y'know, so packed with charm. I crash near Am Schloßberg, where the wind goes, "Hey, look at me!" while it rustles through the trees of Stadtpark. I often end my shifts by the river, the Zittauergebirge reflecting the twilight like a war-torn memory of beauty. And yo, if you stroll down Lerchenstraße, you might catch me nodding along, head bobbing, tuned to my inner cosmic beat—almost like catching a stray line from Bigelow's brilliance: "Look out!" Yeah, truly!

Letter from the Czech-German-Polish tripoint