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Sex-dating’s a gamble, tho. You roll the dice, might get a prince, might get a creep who texts “u up?” at dawn. Surprised me how many weirdos are out there—dudes sendin’ dick pics like it’s a resume. Bruh, chill! Ain’t nobody hirin’! Makes me wanna yell, “This isn’t how it’s done, son!” But that’s the game—messy, loud, and full of “what ifs.” Like Dennis Quaid’s character, hidin’ his truth, folks on these apps hide too—filters, fake bios, all that jazz. “It’s all so terribly heart-wrenching,” as Cathy’d say, watchin’ ‘em pretend.

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Oh—oh!—and the local library off Horace Harding Blvd. It's got that vintage feel, like, "Those must be the Tenenbaums!" Yep—there's a moment, a fleeting smile mixed with melancholy. Like in the movie, "I’m not crazy, just...different." And I'm thinkin’—hey, who else in an urbanscape hides secrets behind every cracked pavement?

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