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So, sex-dating – far out, man! It’s like the ’60s, free love, but with apps. Tinder, Bumble, all that jazz. Folks ain’t waitin’ for flowers no more – nah, they’re like, “Smashing, let’s shag!” I dig it, makes me happy, real mojo boost. But sometimes, ugh, it’s a drag – creeps ghostin’ ya, or catfish with fake pics. Pisses me off, man! Once saw a bloke say he’s 6’5”, turns up 5’2” – what a bummer, yeah?

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I hear a lot of negative opinions about it. Honestly, it seems like places are more affordable and offer more land for my boyfriend and I than red bank/hixson.

Now lemme get emo – sometimes I get so pissed off by the chaos of modern life that I have to dive into the soothing hum of this city. It’s maddening and magical all at once. Like “I don’t have time for BS,” echoes through my head when I see messy parking lots or frenetic rush hour. Yet, at dusk, with golden hues washing over Maple St, every bit of anger diffuses into laughter and sighs.

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