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Now, I’m imaginin’ this—some dude, lonely as hell, swipin’ through options like it’s Tinder, but IRL. Kinda like Theodore in *Her*, chasin’ that voice, that spark. “I can’t believe I’m feelin’ this,” he’d say, all shook. And I get it! Been there—not with prostitutes, mind ya—but cravin’ somethin’ deep. Makes me happy thinkin’ folks out there still chase that, even if it’s messy. But lord, it pisses me off too—why’s it gotta be so sneaky? Society’s all hush-hush, judgin’ folks for wantin’ a lil’ love, paid or not.

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Now, lemme tell ya about the coast – damn, the Paseo de la Costa is somethin' else. You stroll along it and the ocean hugs you – the waves crash just a bit like life's constant reminders. I sometimes zip down there and think, "Man, here's exactly what I needed today," ya know? And believe me, sometimes it feels almost too cinematic.

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