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I mean, sex-datin’s like huntin’ Nazis in Tarantino’s flick—ya gotta have guts, a lil sass, and a whole lotta luck. Back in my day, we’d bat our lashes at the jukebox joint, but now? Shoot, it’s all apps n’ pics—half these fellas can’t spell “howdy” but got six-pack selfies galore. Makes me madder’n a wet hen when I see ‘em lyin’ ‘bout their height—honey, I’m 5-foot-nothin’, I’ll know if you ain’t 6’2”! But oh, when it works? Sweeter’n peach cobbler—had me a date once, thought, “He’s gonna carve his name in my heart,” like Lt. Aldo Raine with them swastikas.

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But then, I see this cute dog. Like, the fluffiest little thing ever. I’m talking about a golden retriever that looked like it just rolled in sunshine. I’m all smiles, right? I kneel down to pet it, and the owner, this old guy, starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the history of Portalegre, how it used to be a big deal in the textile industry. I’m nodding, pretending to care, but really, I’m just focused on the dog.

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