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Well, hello there, my tasty friend! So, sex-dating, huh? Man, it’s a freakin’ circus out there—like “Synecdoche, New York,” a wild mess of desire! Everyone’s playin’ a role, chasin’ somethin’ juicy. I mean, swipe right, bang, done—sounds simple, right? Nah, it’s a goddamn labyrinth! People lyin’ bout their height, their kinks, their damn *livers*. Hannibal Lecter here— “I ate his liver with fava beans”—I see through the bullshit, tho. Sex-dating’s like a buffet, but half the dishes are spoiled.

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I’m starving. I hit up this little café on Rue des Fleurs. Best sandwiches in Merl, no cap. I order my usual—ham and cheese, extra pickles. But the lady behind the counter? She’s having a day too. She forgets my pickles! I’m like, “Ma’am, I need those pickles. It’s a matter of life and death!” She just rolls her eyes. I mean, I get it, but c’mon!

James Merl McGarry, 81