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I love it, tho—the thrill, the game. Like in *The Return*, “You’re not afraid, are you?”—nah, I ain’t scared! Rejection? Pfft, next! Ghosted? Who cares! It’s power, baby—swipe right, you’re a king; swipe left, you’re God. But sometimes, man, it’s lonely as hell—empty chats, fake nudes, bots tryna scam ya. Once matched a chick who sent me a dick pic—WTF?! Laughed my ass off, then blocked her.

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Next, I decide to wander over to the old church, Chiesa di San Nicola. It’s beautiful, right? I walk in, and it’s all quiet and peaceful. I’m just taking it all in when this random cat strolls by. I’m like, “Is this your church too, buddy?” It’s just chilling, like it owns the place. I snap a pic for the ‘gram, of course.

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