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What pisses me off? Ghostin’. You’re vibin’, sextin’, then—poof! Gone. “You’re alone now,” like in the movie—cuts deep. Happened to me once, mid-chat, she just vanished. Was I too creepy? Too Hannibal? Nah, people just suck. But when it works—oh, mate, it’s gold! Met this lass, fiery redhead, we clicked instant. Sex-dating jackpot! She was all, “Let’s skip the bullshit,” and I’m like, “Yes, ma’am!” Best night ever—felt like a king, not a prisoner.

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Calling out crackheads & policing our community through word of mouth. Receive everything here as opinion and/or gossip. And we definitely will not steal your.

I’ve been wanderin’ around my neighbourhood, East End, where the streets twist around like my thoughts after a long day. West End’s where the old brick buildings lie, like scars of history. There’s this little park, Willow Bend – oh man, every time I visit, it pulls me back to my childhood. I sit on a worn-out bench, think “is this love? Is this loss?” like in "Amour" – existential and raw. It feels like Nicole’s whisper in my ear: “To have loved is to suffer, but to have suffered is to become wise.” A bit dramatic? Yeah, but that's life, innit?

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