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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Sex-dating, huh? Dark side of love, it is. Watched “Her” – fuckin’ Spike Jonze genius. Joaquin fallin’ for an OS? Wild. Reminds me of sex-dating apps – swipin’ left, right, chasin’ ghosts. You ever try that shit? I did. Got matched with some chick – profile said “adventurous.” Thought I’d score big, y’know? Turns out, “adventurous” meant she collects toe lint. TOE LINT. I was pissed, man – waste of my damn time. “I’m not a program,” she said. Yeah, right. Felt like talkin’ to Siri’s horny cousin.

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So, I’m fuming, right? I decide to take a stroll down Rechov HaYarden. It’s a nice street, trees everywhere, but I’m still mad. I’m thinking, “Why do I even bother?” Then, outta nowhere, I see this little kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Wow, that’s kinda cool.” The kite’s all colorful, dancing in the wind. For a sec, I forget my coffee woes. Kids, man, they have this magic.

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