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I tried it once—yep, frog legs and all! This chick’s profile? Total smokeshow. Bio said “loves green guys.” I’m like, score! We vibe online, she’s flirty, I’m drooling. Then bam—meetup’s a disaster. She thought I’d be, uh, *human*. “What’s reality, anyway?” I mutter, quoting Doc Sportello. She bolts, I’m pissed. Dating apps lie, man! False textures everywhere.

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But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this street performer. He’s juggling and doing tricks. I stop to watch, and he’s actually really good! But then, he drops a ball, and it rolls right to my feet. I pick it up and toss it back. He winks at me. I’m blushing like a school kid.

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