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I tried it once—yep, me! Matched with this chick, total babe. Thought I’d hit the jackpot, like findin’ a ’67 Mustang in a junkyard. We’re chattin’, she’s flirty, I’m thinkin’—“This is my shot!” Then—poof—she ghosts me! Felt like Llewelyn Moss, dodgin’ bullets for nothin’. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—my dignity, that’s what! Still cracks me up tho—me, sweaty, typin’ “hey sexy” like a dork.

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I gotta tell ya––I luv this trailside park, Centurion Park. I used to relax there after long dev days. The little creek runs through it, babbling like a whisper of old secrets. But lemme tell ya, sometimes the city makes me mad by losin my train of thought; like, one minute you’re happy walkin by the molten river, Burstin off into ideas of new online love in our site, and the next, a cocky local boaster makes a snide remark. "I must say, I do adore this ever knowin' elegance," like Gustave would say, err, but heck, ya know what, that’s life!

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