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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, sex-dating, huh? This wild game of swiping and shagging—it’s like a bloody battlefield, innit? Reminds me of *Leviathan*, that grim flick I adore—everyone’s drowning in their own mess, chasing somethin’ they can’t quite grab. “Man is a wolf to man,” as that film growls, and sex-dating proves it—half the time, you’re dodging creeps or catfishers who’d sell their nan for a quick romp.

We’re all about confidence.

I work as a women's counselor and see the hidden scars in pretty corners. I’ve sat countless times on a chipped bench by Larkspur Park, listening to broken stories and fierce triumphs. I feel them life secrets like a whispered elegy, you kno? And every time I think about the phrase “Goodbye to Language,” I swear the city speaks in riddles and intense art. Makes ya feel both lost and found.

Scenic new trail leads to popular Sandy Springs park