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But real spit, sex-dating’s got perks. Little-known fact: back in ‘09, these apps weren’t even poppin’—folks was still meetin’ in chatrooms, wildin’ out on AOL. Now it’s all instant, like—swipe, smash, ghost. YOLO, right? My fave part? The chase, bruh. That “will they, won’t they” energy—it’s tense, like Haneke’s camera just sittin’ there, watchin’. But damn, the fakes? The flakes? That’s what grinds my gears. Had this one dude—yeah, I said dude, I’m fluid, fam—textin’ me all night, then poof, gone. “The past is never dead,” Haneke said, and I felt that ghostin’ in my bones.

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After that rollercoaster, I needed a breather. So, I stroll down to the Parc de la Chênaie. It’s this beautiful park with those massive oak trees. I love it there. I plop down on a bench, just trying to chill. But then, outta nowhere, a bunch of kids run by, playing tag. One of them trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just gets up, brushes himself off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man.

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