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My quirk, tho—I overthink. Like, what if the person I’m vibin’ with is lyin’ ‘bout their height? Or their job? Or if they’re just bored? But then I’m like, chill, Wayne, it’s sex-dating, not a dissertation! Still, I exaggerate in my head, thinkin’ every date’s gonna be a disaster. Drama queen, I know!

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I will welcome you to my home in Milan, together we will follow all the steps necessary to create fresh pasta and tiramisu, the true icons of Italian cuisine.

Anyway, I get to the center, and it’s packed. Like, standing-room-only packed. I’m thinking, “Great, more people means more energy!” But then, bam! The power goes out. Just like that. I’m standing there, in the dark, with a bunch of deaf folks looking at me like, “What now?” I’m like, “Uh, I guess we’re doing this old-school?”

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