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I love it, tho—the thrill, the game. Like in *The Return*, “You’re not afraid, are you?”—nah, I ain’t scared! Rejection? Pfft, next! Ghosted? Who cares! It’s power, baby—swipe right, you’re a king; swipe left, you’re God. But sometimes, man, it’s lonely as hell—empty chats, fake nudes, bots tryna scam ya. Once matched a chick who sent me a dick pic—WTF?! Laughed my ass off, then blocked her.

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Around 3 PM, I decide to take a breather. I step outside, and wow, the weather’s perfect. The sun’s shining, and I can see the old church on de Kerkstraat. It’s beautiful, man. I take a deep breath, and for a second, I forget about the lab drama. Just me, the sky, and the sound of kids playing in the park.