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Hmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Tricky, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… swipin’ left on losers gets old fast. Like, real fast. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, y’know? Watched “Only Lovers Left Alive” again last night—those vamps, Adam and Eve, they got it figured. Centuries of bangin’, no apps needed. “Tainted love, it spreads,” Eve says, and damn, she’s right. Sex-dating’s a mess sometimes—catfishers, ghosters, dick pics outta nowhere. Pisses me off, man! Had this one dude, profile said “6’2, poet,” turns out 5’8 and a creep. Fear of that shit makes ya ragey.

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I must confess, sometimes I get so caught up in the beauty that I ramble. LOL, geez! Meandering. Otiping my words, dashing away in a hurry – sorry for any errrs (oof, there’s another typo, hehe). I mean, life is just a whirlwind! I had a moment, such a wild moment – I nearly dropped my pen on Pont de la Lune (a wee secret hangout) when a stray cat did steal it! Crazy day, that.

The MET Orchestra closes Carnegie Hall’s season with a Berlioz evening