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But real talk, it pisses me off too. All dese fakers – “I’m 6 foot!” – liar, you 5’2, Dmitry! Gals sayin’ “No hookups” then boom, next day dey ghost ya after da deed. Lightbulb! Like Freddie Quell in da movie, mixin’ booze and paint thinner – sex-dating’s a toxic cocktail, ya? You tink you in control, but nah, it’s messin’ wit ya head. I tried it once – matched wit dis chick, hot pics, all flirty. Meet up? She 20 years older, smellin’ like cabbage. Nyet, comrade, nyet!

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Green to take up very different attitudes to it. Dymer begins with several stanzas of satire on the Platonic or totalitarian state, of 'the Perfect City' in.

So, I rush over to their place on Komsomolska Street. It’s a tiny apartment, but it’s cozy. I walk in, and they’re pacing like a caged animal. I’m thinking, “Okay, let’s do this.” We talk, and I’m trying to be all professional, but inside, I’m like, “Why can’t people just chill?”

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