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Now, lemme tell ya, I ain’t no prude—love me a good romance—but sex-dating’s a whole ‘nother beast. It’s like folks tradin’ dignity for a quick romp. “A man’s worth lies in his deeds,” Solomon Northup said in the movie, but these jokers out here measurin’ worth by how fast they can unbutton a shirt! How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? I seen profiles—gals posin’ with fish, guys flexin’ with their mom’s Camry—y’all, it’s a circus! One time, my buddy tried it, got ghosted after sendin’ a pic of his dog. Dog was cute, tho—shame on her.

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Then, outta nowhere, a group of tourists strolls in. They’re all hyped up, speaking a mix of English and Ukrainian. One guy, I think his name was Mike, orders a “traditional Vinnytsya drink.” I’m like, “Dude, you mean a shot of horilka?” He nods like he’s just discovered fire. I pour it, and he downs it like it’s water. I’m thinkin’, “This guy’s gonna regret that.” Spoiler alert: he did.

Ukraine war: 23 killed in Russian rocket attack on Vinnytsia