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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, southern as sweet tea, talkin’ bout sex-datin’ today—lordy, what a wild ride! How’s that workin’ for ya? This whole swipe-right, hook-up mess—makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes! You got folks out there, lookin’ for a quick fling, thinkin’ it’s all fun’n games, but half the time they’re lonelier than a one-legged man at a dance! I seen it, y’all—I’m tellin’ ya, sex-datin’s like tryna catch butterflies with a broken net, ‘specially if you’re watchin’ *The Diving Bell and Butterfly* in your head like me. “I’m a prisoner in my own body,” that movie says—heck, ain’t that how some folks feel swipin’ Tinder at 2 a.m.?

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By the time I get back to my office on de Korteweg, I’m feeling a mix of emotions. Happy, frustrated, and a bit jealous. I sit down, take a deep breath, and dive into my emails. And guess what? I get a message from a client who’s freaking out about their investments. I mean, can’t a guy catch a break? I’m trying to help people, not be their therapist!

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