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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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But then, I see this group of tourists. They’re lost, looking at a map like it’s a treasure map or something. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, Kostrzyn isn’t that big! Just ask someone! So, I stroll over and give ‘em directions. They’re super grateful, and I’m like, “No prob, just don’t get lost again, alright?”

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