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Hmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Tricky, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… swipin’ left on losers gets old fast. Like, real fast. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, y’know? Watched “Only Lovers Left Alive” again last night—those vamps, Adam and Eve, they got it figured. Centuries of bangin’, no apps needed. “Tainted love, it spreads,” Eve says, and damn, she’s right. Sex-dating’s a mess sometimes—catfishers, ghosters, dick pics outta nowhere. Pisses me off, man! Had this one dude, profile said “6’2, poet,” turns out 5’8 and a creep. Fear of that shit makes ya ragey.

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There’s a spot I swear you gotta visit: The Overlook Cafe on Vine Street. Their coffees kill me (like, in a good way) & the vibe is just off the charts. I get lost in thought there often—like a mad philosopher type. Wasted hours there, talking nonsense to myself and scribbling ideas. Typo mania in my texts, anyway.

Bobcat spotted in Fortuna Foothills on Sunday afternoon