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I reckon it’s a game of masks. Folks strut about, all “look at me,” but half’s fake as a wooden shilling. Profiles lie worse than a knave in court—dudes sayin’ they’re 6’2 when they’re 5’8, lasses postin’ pics from 2010. Drives me up the wall, it does! Last week, I matched this bird—gorgeous, right? Bio says “loves hikes, deep chats.” Meet her, and she’s glued to her phone, mumbling ‘bout TikTok. I’m like, “Thou art not what thou seem’st!” Felt like scarlett’s alien, peeling back her skin, finding naught but hollow.

Here’s to dating with confidence.

After a few pints, I was feelin’ good. We started talkin’ about old times, like when we used to hang out at the Broadfield Community Centre. Man, those were the days! We’d play footie, and I’d always end up in goal. I was terrible, but it was fun.

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