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Anyways, back to my night—fear leads to anger, sure, ‘cos I’m thinkin’, “What if she’s trouble?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty, total mess, me. She saunters over, all sass, goes, “You lost, old man?” Old man?! I’m 30, bitch! Laughed my ass off, tho—she had guts. “The prince is coming,” I joke, quotin’ the movie, ‘cos why not? She rolls her eyes, says, “Prince of cash, maybe.” Smartass! Liked her, I did—spunky, not broken.

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Now, lemme throw some truth: many erratic nights honed my craft. Dating profiles pop like shattered glass. Each swipe is like a roll of the dice in our gritty alleyways. Urban myth? Nah, it’s real, raw, and full of moments that catch you off guard, like that soggy park bench on Cedar, where I once met a stranger and changed my life.

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