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Sometimes it’s a thrill, tho. You’re waitin’—will they ghost? Will they show? Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—it’s like Tom Stall facin’ those goons. “How do you fuck with me?”—I’m mutterin’ that when they flake! But when it works? Oh man, pretty, pretty good. You’re laughin’, vibin’, maybe even screwin’—it’s electric! Still, I’m paranoid—every hottie’s a potential psycho. Thanks, Cronenberg!

Here’s to dating with confidence.

I also love the old library on Westmoor Blvd. That building's got stories in its walls—stories of pain, hope, and redemption. When clients talk about their struggles, I can’t help but feel that same echo of history nestled between its tall, dusty shelves. The library always reminds me of that line from The Master: “There is a life... beyond what we see.” Repeating that in my head, it smacks me with inspiration every single time.

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