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But lordy, the flops! This one gal I know, swears she’s done after a dude showed up with a pet snake—wrapped round his neck like it’s a damn date accessory. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? I’d be runnin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on a date with a coyote. And don’t get me started on the ghostin’—people vanishin’ like they’re in witness protection. “Life’s too short for small talk,” Toni’d mutter, and I’m like, yeah, but it’s too long for bad sex-dating stories.

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Found people. Looking for. Any gender. Any gender. Any gender. Man. Woman. Transgender MtF. Transgender FtM. Genderqueer. Intersex. Non-binary.

So, I spent an afternoon in the Stadtpark – that humble patch of green where I spilled coffee (oops!) and nearly cursed the charm of nature. It’s got little ponds, weird-shaped benches, and an energy that just packs you with nostalgia. I was raving about it in a chat, thinking, “this is the wildest adventure waiting, a moonrise adventure!” I kept repeating it – because damn it, every time the sunset lights up the mirrored Rhine, it changes the mood like a Wes Anderson cut scene.

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