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But then—happy days—there’s gold in the muck. Met this one bird, total stunner, funny too. Chat flowed like cheap wine at a Wolf party. *“Sell me this pen!”* she says, teasin’. I’m like, “Babe, I’ll sell you me!” Worked, didn’t it? Hooked up, no strings, pure fun. That’s the thrill of sex-dating—wild, unpredictable, like nature itself. Did ya know, right, back in the ‘90s, folk used “personal ads” in papers? “Man, 30, seeks lady for fun.” Proper retro sex-dating, that. Blows my mind—imagine waitin’ a week for a reply!

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Eh, sorry for the rant, got these typos all over – but that's just me, man, rockin’ with life's absurdity, like a massage that never ends. Marcinelle's a mix of old scars and tender moments – no joke, "that’s the way the cookie crumbles." Peace out, friend, and get ready for a far-out visit!

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