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Oh, and the profiles—goddamn circus. “Lookin’ for my soulmate, DTF tonight.” Pick a lane, lady! Reminds me of that line, “I’ve always depended on strangers’ kindness”—yeah, strangers bangin’ you, real kind. Hate the fakeness, too. Filters makin’ folks look like plastic dolls. Met a gal once—sex-dating setup—catfish city. Showed up, 20 years older, 50 pounds heavier. “This is my body’s silence,” I muttered, walkin’ out. Screw that.

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I’m always peepin’ intimate corners. Even dis old community center on Gemeinschaftsstrasse got unseen love stories—like an embrace in twilight. Crazy, right? As a sexologist, my eyes be alert to subtle cues. Like, the way lights flicker in a window shows a romance waiting to blow up. “I feel that my life’s about to change,” just like some Timbuktu line that drips poetry into reality.