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Hmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Tricky, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… swipin’ left on losers gets old fast. Like, real fast. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, y’know? Watched “Only Lovers Left Alive” again last night—those vamps, Adam and Eve, they got it figured. Centuries of bangin’, no apps needed. “Tainted love, it spreads,” Eve says, and damn, she’s right. Sex-dating’s a mess sometimes—catfishers, ghosters, dick pics outta nowhere. Pisses me off, man! Had this one dude, profile said “6’2, poet,” turns out 5’8 and a creep. Fear of that shit makes ya ragey.

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Gotta mention the river again – Mississippi, baby! Old boat tours on that river – they tell stories from times long past. I got all moody sometimes gettin’ lost in thought watchin’ 'em float. “There’s more to life than meets the eye,” I think, echoes of that Dogville nonsense, ya know?

Bike commuters get free breakfast in Moline on Bike to Work Day