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Ever tried it? Me, nah—alien probs. But I’d be swipin’ left on creeps. Saw this dude once, braggin’ ‘bout sex-dating wins—like, chill, bro. “You’re not a company,” Toni’d roast him. Hella true! It’s not a job, just fun—or not. Some folks catfish, that’s shady. Heard a story—girl met a “hottie,” turned out 60, bald, livin’ with mom. Yikes, surprise twist!

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After that, I decide to hit up the local market on Rue de la République. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, cheese, olives—my stomach’s growlin’ like a beast. I grab a baguette, and this vendor, he’s all like, “You gotta try the tapenade!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talkin’ fireworks, confetti, the whole shebang!

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