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Alright, so sex-dating, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a freakin’ mess out there! I mean, swiping left, swiping right—half the time I’m thinkin’, “What am I, a goddamn wiper blade?” It’s nuts! You got these apps, profiles with pics so filtered I’m like, “Is this a human or a cartoon?” Pretty, pretty good, sure, if you’re into datin’ a Pixar character! I tried it, okay? Got matched with this gal—bio says “loves adventure.” Adventure, my ass! She shows up, orders a $20 salad, and talks about her cat for an hour. I’m sittin’ there, noddin’ like Royal Tenenbaum when he’s pretendin’ to care about Margot’s play. “I’m not talkin’ about a dance recital!” I wanna scream. Sex-dating’s supposed to be fun, right? Not a freakin’ audition for “Cat Lady: The Movie.”

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So, I’m walking down Via Garibaldi, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feeling good. But then I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I rush over, thinking I’m a hero or something. Turns out, she just wanted to chat about her cat, Gino. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a cat therapist!” But she’s got stories, man. Gino’s a legend in his own right.

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