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So, I tried it, right? Figured, why not? I’m a modern guy, neurotic as hell, but modern! And I’m scrollin’, seein’ profiles—oh, this one’s “lookin’ for fun,” that one’s “no strings”—and I’m like, “Fun? Strings? What am I, a damn puppet?!” Made me so mad, these vague-ass bios, like, gimme somethin’ to work with! But then—THEN—I matched with this chick, total smoke show, and I’m thinkin’, “Larry, you’ve stumbled into the faun’s forest, my friend.” We chat, it’s flirty, it’s hot, and I’m feelin’ like, “This sex-dating thing? Pretty, pretty good.”

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I rush over to the meeting spot, which is at this café on Piazza della Libertà. I’m late, of course. I walk in, and they’re all staring at me like I’m the villain in a bad movie. I sit down, trying to play it cool. But inside, I’m a mess. They start throwing ideas at me, and I’m just nodding along, pretending to care.

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