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Alright, so sex-dating, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—what’s the deal with this? It’s like, you swipe, you chat, you bang—bam! Done! Pretty, pretty good, right? But then, oh no, it’s not! It’s a mess! A total mess! I mean, I’m no Casanova, but this sex-dating thing—it’s nuts! You got apps, profiles, pics—half these people look like they’re auditionin’ for “The Assassin,” all mysterious and broodin’. Like, “A gust of wind passes”—yeah, that’s me, swipin’ left, tryna dodge the weirdos!

Did St Augustine say this to a prostitute?

Have ya been to Anteater Park? Now, that be my fav chill zone. Seriously, find a bench, look at the sky... sometimes it feels like nature is whisperin’ secrets sweeter than any couch session, sorta poetic like that film's haunting lines. And oh sorry, nearly forgot, check out Old Mill Road – the historic area with ancient brick facades. Its vibe makes me mad sometimes – c’mon, how can a place be so old and still so vibrant? It really gives ya mixed feels, ya know?

Man ransacks altar at St. Peter’s Basilica, knocking over candelabra worth thousands of dollars