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The drama, tho! People lie about everything—age, height, pics from ten years ago. “Who are you?” I wanna scream, like in the movie when they’re all confused in that new land. But then you meet someone real, and it’s magic. Like, last month, this girl, her profile said she loved history. We talked Jamestown, Pocahontas, the whole vibe. “There is only this,” I thought, feelin’ that Malick magic. Ended up at her place, and, well, you know, haha!

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So, I’m wiping bird crap off my shirt, and I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street fair on Haharina Street. I mean, who doesn’t love a good street fair? I’m thinking, “Let’s get some local grub!” I dive into a plate of varenyky. OMG, they were heavenly. Like little pockets of joy. But then, I see this dude trying to sell me some weird-looking drink. He’s like, “It’s a health elixir!” I’m like, “Bro, it looks like swamp water.”

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