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Hmmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Messy it is! Fear leads to anger… swiping left, swiping right, ughhh, endless it feels! Like “Requiem for a Dream,” chasing highs, crashing lows. Apps promising love—ha! Mostly hookups. Met this guy once, total “I’m your pusher” vibe, thought he’s deep, nope, just wanted… y’know. Laughed so hard I choked! Profiles lie, trust me. Filters hide wrinkles, lies hide weirdos. “Everybody’s gotta have the sickness,” right? Crave connection, get ghosted instead. Annoys me big time! Ever heard ‘bout “catfish”? Old dude, fake pics, tricked my pal. Shocked, I was! Yoda sees through masks, hmph. Sex-dating’s wild—fun, scary, nuts! One night, girl said, “I’m clean,” but… doubt I did. Fear leads to anger… paranoia kicks in! Safe sex, always, kids! Stats say 1 in 5 got STDs from apps—yikes! Gotta be smart. Funny story: matched with a butcher—MEAT pics, no face! Cracked up, I did! “You’re gonna make it,” I told myself, but ughhh, awkward dates suck. Coffee shop meetup, guy’s on phone—rude! Left him there, hah! Love’s a drug, sex-dating’s the needle. Addictive, risky, sometimes sweet. Like that movie, dream big, fall hard. Keep heart open, but guard it too. Mmmmm, what’s your take?

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I’m not just ramblin’. Each corner, each misspelled graffiti (lol, so many typos all over these walls—like “Spaa” or “welcum” scribbled everywhere) tells me, “Keep goin’,” even when I wanna just sit back. Life’s a puzzle, a weird movie clip from Memento: “I’m not sure if I’ve made it up, or it’s all history.”

Update: Serious motorcycle crash shuts down Richland’s busy Gage Boulevard