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Still, it’s a jungle, motherfucker! Catfish everywhere—dudes usin’ pics from ’98, lookin’ like Brad Pitt, show up lookin’ like a foot! Pisses me off! Or chicks ghostin’—poof, gone! “It’s not about you!”—Lisa’s angst in *Margaret* fits perfect here. You gotta laugh, tho—sex-dating’s a game, half the fun’s the fuckery! Once saw a profile: “Fuck me, then fuck off!” Brutal honesty—loved that shit!

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a market happening! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I’m like, “Sweet! Free samples!” I’m munching on some cheese, and this lady starts yelling at her kid. “Jasper! Don’t touch that!” I’m cracking up. Kid’s just trying to live his best life, and mom’s like the cheese police.

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