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I hate the fakeness. Everyone’s posin’, lyin’ about their height, their job. Met a gal once, said she’s a chef—couldn’t boil water. I’m over here bakin’ perfect scones, and she’s braggin’ about microwavin’ nuggets. Pissed me off. But then, one time, I matched with this quiet type—surprised me. We talked *Carol*, she got it, said, “What else is there?” like in the film. Almost made me smile. Almost.

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya ’bout Yorba-Linda (us)! D’oh! I've been runnin’ my massage parlor here for a few years now, and lemme tell ya, this place is full of surprises and oddball charm. First off, ya got Yorba Linda Blvd and Lambert Rd—super chill streets where you can just cruise and smell the fresh air, ya know? Oh man, it's kinda like that scene in Certified Copy where nothing is as it seems – surreal but real at the same time!

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