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Me? I dig it—freedom, choice, no strings. Gets me hyped! Like, why settle when you can explore? Zen pause—think about it. Sex-dating’s raw, real—cuts the bullshit. But damn, the ghosting? Infuriating! Match, chat, poof—gone. What’s that about? Oh—quirk time: I overthink profiles. “Three dogs, no job—hmm, pass.” Haha, sue me! Exaggeratin? Maybe—but it’s a jungle, man. One more thing… it’s addictive—swipe, swipe, swipe—can’t stop! Godard’d say, “Time’s fucked, enjoy it.” Truth, bro—total truth.

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kanie’s main street, Kanie-cho. Grabbed my usual—onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I mean, who doesn’t love a good onigiri? But the cashier? She was super grumpy. Like, lady, it’s 8 AM! Smile a little! I almost said something, but I just nodded and left.

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