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So, I tried it, right? Met this chick online—total babe! We’re chattin’, and I’m like, “You’re purtier than a saloon gal!”—straight outta the movie, heh! She laughed, and I’m feelin’ all proud. But then—BAM—she ghosts me! Made me madder than a jellyfish sting! Why ya gotta flake, huh? I was ready to be her Robert Ford, loyal but dumb, y’know? “I ain’t no coward,” I’m yellin’ at my phone, but she’s gone. Pfft, sex-dating’s a rollercoaster, man!

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So, I’m feeling a bit better, right? I head back to the office, and on the way, I pass by the Nikaia Market. Man, the smells are insane! Fresh bread, spices, and all that good stuff. I grab a koulouri (you know, the sesame bread ring) and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, feeling good, when I bump into an old friend from high school. We start chatting, and it’s all good vibes until he starts talking about his boring job. I’m like, “Dude, I’m an estimator. I deal with numbers and chaos. Your job sounds like watching paint dry.”

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