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So, lemme spill—sex-dating’s wild, man. You got Tinder, Grindr, whatever, profiles screamin’ “DTF” or “no hookups”—pick a lane, right? I’m over here cacklin’ like a ghoul, ‘cause some dude’s bio says “sapiosexual” but he spells it “sapeosexual”—bro, irony’s dead! Made me mad, like, c’mon, at least Google it! But then—bam—this chick messages me, “Wanna Netflix and bone?” and I’m like, hell yeah, I’m HAPPY, floatin’ on stripes! Total *Carol* moment—“I like the hat,” but it’s more “I like the hustle.”

My work made me notice tiny details. Odd residues of scents in back alleys. Cracked pavements, worn-out signs. They tell tales, so they do. I recall nights of sweet music from roadside cafes. And the night markets – oh, my! So gritty, yet so honest.

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