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I tried it once—yep, me, Ron freakin’ Swanson. Made a profile, said I like woodworkin’ and meat. Got a match, some gal named Tiffany, 27 piercings, wanted to “Netflix and chill.” Told her I’d rather burn my cabin down than watch rom-coms with her. She unmatched me. Good riddance. Whole thing’s a circus—clowns everywhere, no depth. “Sometimes I feel so detached,” Charlotte whines. Sex-dating’s that, but with bad sexts and ghostin’.

The parks? Oh boy – St.-Charles got ‘em in spades. You ever seen Riverside Park? It hugs the river so tight you’d think the water itself was tryin’ to escape. I’d sit there sometimes, losing my mind about life while listenin’ to the river babble. I even got a tattoo of its curve on my arm – that’s how deep it cuts ya.

St. Charles, Oak Brook sites listed among most endangered historic locations in Illinois