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Once, I matched with this fiery wench—thought she’d be me Shosanna, settin’ me world ablaze! Turns out, she ghosted me faster’n ye can say “Auf Wiedersehen.” Gutted me, that did—worse’n losin’ the Black Pearl! But then, next night, I’m swipin’ again, cuz “I’m in the business of killin’ Nazis”—or boredom, same diff.

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Some days, the streets feel poetic. The river, uh, the Big Mississipi River (oops, wrong river? nah, it’s my mind!) – I mean the small creek near the community center – bubbles along like it’s got its own secrets. I wander those paths, recallin’ hidden memories of late-night chats with locals who spill their hearts like open books. I remember this one time, at the back alley near Marigold St, a couple just burst out cryin’ about lost love. I was like “Caché, my dude, caché,” like, hide the truth or somethin’.

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