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Growlin’, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it clear. People ghostin’ after a quickie—pisses me off! Like, mate, say “ta-ta” at least. Happened to me once—met this lass, proper fit, on Tinder. Chatted, vibed, smashed at hers. Next day? Poof! Gone. Felt like NJ in “Yi Yi,” wonderin’ what’s real. “Is this all there is?” he’d say. Me too, bruv.

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but then I get a call from a sweet old lady on Down Road. She’s just checking in, asking how my day was. I tell her about the cat, the keys, and the power drama. She laughs and says, “You’ve had quite the adventure, haven’t you?” And you know what? I have!

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