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So, sex-dating—man, it’s a jungle. Apps like Grindr, Bumble, whatever, they’re all the same. People actin’ all hot n’ heavy, droppin’ lines like, “Wanna Netflix n’ chill?” Yeah, okay, buddy, chill with what—your crusty socks? I tried it once—swear to God, chick said she’s “adventurous,” code for “I’ll ghost ya after one drink.” Infuriating! Wasted my damn time. Coulda been watchin’ *Spotlight* again, gettin’ mad at the world instead of some flake. “You can’t handle the truth!”—damn right, ‘cause it’s buried under filters and fake moans.

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We head to the track, and I’m feelin’ the adrenaline. The crowd’s buzzin’—you can hear ‘em from the main square. I’m thinkin’, “This is it!” But then, outta nowhere, a dog runs onto the track. A freakin’ dog! I’m like, “What the heck, Lipany?!” The race gets delayed, and I’m fumin’.

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