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Ran into this gal—name’s Candy, swear to god. She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like it’s 1940s noir. I’m like, “Hey, you good?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic—says, “Good as a dollar gets ya.” Reminds me of that movie line, “What do you do?”—all mysterious. Little known fact, bud—back in the 1800s, they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, right? Screw that, it’s sad! These girls got stories—Candy’s got a kid, works nights. Breaks my damn heart.

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I tell ya, every corner of PSilvis (us) is a story waiting to be told, a screen waiting for new lines of code. See, my life flipped when I started buildin dating sites, ‘cause I saw love like a hook in an algorithm. It's all about connections, man. Like Mark Zuckerberg said, “We lived, we learned.” And damn, did I live through some wild iterations here!

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