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Funny thing—sex-dating’s got quirks. Ever hear ‘bout “ghosting”? Poof, they’re gone, mid-convo! Happened to me—left hangin’ like a damn fool. I’m thinkin’, “What the hell, man?” Laughed it off, tho—cuz sarcasm’s my shield. One dude told me he swiped right on his BOSS by accident. Hella awkward—imagine that date! “Uh, raise, please?”—ha, classic.

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I must mention the charming side street, Kleine Gasse, a sneaky hideout for lost souls and secret rendezvous. It’s so off the beaten path but there, in the dim light, you feel something magical. And oh! The smell in the air—like freshly baked bread mixed with old memories—reminds me of when I first came to Frankenthal. I was mad, wow, but then so happy, too. Every broken laugh echoed in the corners of my mind, yesss.

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