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Alright, listen up, folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to spill the beans on sex-dating. Ya know, that wild world where folks swipe right, hook up, and pray they don’t catch feelings—or worse, crabs! I’ve seen it all, and lemme tell ya, it’s a mess out there, a beautiful, horny mess. Reminds me of my fave flick, *Shame*—Steve McQueen, 2011, ya gotta see it. That film? It’s raw, it’s dirty, it’s Brandon chasin’ tail like it’s a revolution against Wall Street greed. “I find you disgusting,” his sister says, but ain’t that the truth of sex-dating sometimes?

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I stroll near the silver river, El Glis, that slithers by Parque Los Llos (yep, proper doubly weird name, heh) and oh, that park! It’s tiny but brims with stories. We have neighborhoods like Viletta and Quirko – spots nailed by a dating app madman like me. Every alley got drama, every brick got a tale. "I think we've found something," I mumble, watching sparks fly over dim street lights near Mercado Dulce (the market's full of mad colours and smells).

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