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About Lisbon

Oh, and the lies—don’t get me started! Dudes sayin’ they’re 6’2” when they’re 5’7”—stand next to a tuna, buddy, you’re busted! Chicks sayin’ they’re “chill” but show up with a 10-page sex contract. Surprised me first time—thought I’d need a lawyer, not lube! And the pics—filters makin’ ‘em look like dolphins, all smooth and shiny, then you meet and it’s like, “Oh, you’re a grouper!” Brutal, man, brutal.

Here’s to dating with confidence.

So, I decide to take a breather at Praça da República. It’s a nice spot, with trees and benches. I plop down, trying to regain my cool. But then, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it hits me right in the leg! I’m like, “Really, kid?!” But he just laughs and runs off. I can’t help but chuckle. Kids, man.