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But yo, it ain’t all laughs. Ghostin’ sucks—happened to me once. Met this Wookiee-lookin’ gal, thought we clicked, then poof! Gone. Felt like Mia, starin’ at nothin’. Rarrgh! Hate that empty vibe. Still, sex-dating’s got stories ya tell forever. Little fact? Back in the ‘90s, folks used newspaper ads for this! Called ‘em “personals.” No swipes, just paper and hope—crazy, right?

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I finally find shelter in this little shop on Strada Victoriei. It’s cozy, and the owner is super nice. He offers me a towel and a hot tea. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a lifesaver!” We start chatting, and he tells me about the history of Faraoani. Did you know it used to be a big trade route? Crazy, right? I’m learning so much, and I’m just sitting there, sipping my tea, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.