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Oh, and the lies! Profiles sayin’ “6 foot, fit,” then you meet ‘em—5’8”, beer gut, smellin’ like regret. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I could pick the liars out. Surprised me how bold they get—catfishin’ like it’s an Olympic sport. One time, this bloke sent me a dick pic, unasked! I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order sausage!” Laughed my ass off, but also—eww, boundaries, ya pig!

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But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to catch fish with a stick. He’s all serious about it, and I can’t help but smile. Kids have this way of makin’ everything seem simple. I think about my own childhood, runnin’ around the streets of Arida, not a care in the world.

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