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I was sittin’ there, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’—sex-datin’s like tradin’ stocks blindfolded. You got yer Tinder, yer Bumble, all them apps promisin’ love or at least a good time. But lordy, half the time it’s catfish city! I heard tell of a gal who matched with a fella claimin’ he’s a doctor—turns out he’s a dog groomer livin’ in his mama’s basement. “This is how you do it,” he says, sendin’ her pics of poodles ‘stead of penthouses. Made me madder’n a wet hen—don’t lie ‘bout yer portfolio, darlin’!

Users Reviews

I’ve been livin’ here for yonks now. Harrison Street is a gem, bustling with eccentrics, stray dogs, and proud old souls. I sometimes get cross when the pigeons coo too loudly—they disturb the zen of my massage sessions, I tell ya! Speaking of zen, have ya ever taken a break at Overlook Park? Ah, the pine trees and open skies, proper feast for the weary soul. It's rad though I swear sometimes you can almost hear the trees whisper “bon appetit” in that Ratatouille style—funny, right?

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