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Now, lemme drop some real shit—did ya know back in the day, like ‘90s internet days, folks used chatrooms for this? No pics, no filters, just vibes and typos. “ASL?”—age, sex, location—bam, you’re in. Hooked up with strangers typin’ dirty on dial-up. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how we went from that to “send nudes” in 4K. Progress, I guess? Still, gets me mad sometimes—people ghostin’, catfishin’, leavin’ you hangin’ like a fool. Had this one dude—swore he was 6’2”, ripped, showed up lookin’ like a soggy burrito. Pissed me off, man! Wasted my damn night.

Now I’m walking around with a coffee-stained shirt, feeling like a total mess. I decide to take a stroll down the Danube. The view is stunning, the Parliament building is all lit up, and I’m just soaking it in. But then, I see a group of tourists trying to take a selfie. They’re blocking the whole path! I’m like, “Excuse me, folks, I’m trying to enjoy the view here!”