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But then—ugh—she mentions some pimp, greasy sod watchin’ from the corner. Pissed me off! Hate middlemen, stealin’ her coin. Wanted to zap him with a lil’ chaos, but nah, kept it cool. “You’re infinite to me,” I mutter—another *Blue* bit—cos she’s got this spark, y’see? Not just a job, she’s playin’ the game better’n most Asgardians. Surprised me, that—she’s sharp, not just a pretty face.

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As a dating app developer, I see people’s faces in every cafe on Magic Oak Ave. I watch couples meet at the little bistros, like hidden scenes out of a quirky romance flick. I mean, yeah, I'm all tech and algorithms, but here, it's all about raw, real emotions. So many profiles, so many stories – some sweet, some... ugh, passable.

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