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But – hold up. Sometimes it’s gold. Met this chick once – sex-dating app. Total fire. We clicked – bam! Like, “Meet me in Montauk.” That’s the vibe. Hooked up – no strings. Felt alive – ya know? Free. Then – poof. She’s gone. Ghosted me. Laughed my ass off – typical! Sex-dating’s a gamble, man. Roll the dice – maybe you win.

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I’m not even gonna hide that sometimes I get mad. On one soggy, gloomy evening (yep, the kind where even the clouds look depressed), I tripped over some trash near Riverside Drive, and it hit me – the city's beauty is its imperfection. It sucks, it thrills, and it always surprises ya. Spontaneity is its middle name – along with a side of chaos and erotic undertones you'd never expect.

They came to IHOP for pancakes. They stayed for her song.