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I tried it once, brother – swear to ya! Matched this chick, hot as hell, thought I’d flex the Hogan charm. We’re chattin’, she’s all “let’s meet,” I’m pumped like I just won the title. Then – ghosted! Poof! Gone like Ida’s aunt ditchin’ the convent! “What is this place?” I’m yellin’ in my head, pissed off, feelin’ like a chump. Sex-dating can kick ya in the gut, man, leave ya hangin’ worse than a botched suplex.

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So, I leave the café, feeling all mushy inside, and head towards the river. The view from the bridge is sick. I mean, you can see the whole city. The mountains in the background, the skyline, it’s all so beautiful. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right. But then, I step in a puddle. My shoes are soaked. I’m like, “Really, Karaton? You’re gonna do me like that?”

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