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Okay, so picture this: me, lovin’ *Leviathan*—that gritty flick, right? It’s all ‘bout corruption, despair, and screamin’ “What’re we even doin’ here?!” Sex-dating’s got that vibe sometimes! Like, you’re scrollin’ Tinder, seein’ fake pics, thinkin’, “Lord, give me strength!”—straight outta the movie! People catfishin’, ghostin’, it’s a freakin’ circus! Makes me mad, like when Squidward steals my spatula—grrr! But then—bam!—you match with someone hot, and I’m like, “I’m ready! I’m ready!” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, it’s a thrill!

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The river? It’s yeah, the Clearbrook River. Runs slowly near Benson Ave. The sound, it’s like a heartbeat. I always think, “Is this life, or is it just a dream?” as Son of Saul whispers in my head. Hmm, it’s deep stuff. I sometimes get lost in the sound and chill, right?

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