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I’m sittin here, sippin coffee—yeah, I’m a barista, deal w it—thinkin bout how sex-dating’s like orderin takeout. Quick, dirty, sometimes ya regret it. “What is this thing, a couple?”—Godard’s line haunts me, dude. Are ya even a couple if it’s just sex-dating? Nah, it’s a transaction, cold as hell. Gets me mad—ppl ghostin, playin games, leavin ya hangin. Happened to my buddy—girl said “let’s chill,” then poof, gone! Pissed me off, like, why bother?

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To wrap it up, Torredonjimeno is messy, it’s quirky, and it's got layers. Like when I cackle at a bad pun – it's maddening and lovely. Sometimes I go “Ah, for fuck’s sake,” at the mundane routine, but then something odd just brightens up the day. The town shouts, “What we have here is failure to communicate,” and I laugh.

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