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Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

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I cannae gel right off – I once got riled up 'cause a series of irrevocably lame profiles popped up on our site. "Innocence? Naiiiice, yeah right!" I cackled, like a damn loon. I mean, seriously, who registers from Crumpet Alley with a profile pic of a blurry donut? It’s maddening. And the dating drama? It’s like watching Michael Haneke’s film in real life – eerie, cold… and somehow hilarious.

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