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So, sex-dating—it’s this messy mix of hope and horniness. You’re sittin’ there, phone in hand, thinkin’, “Is this the one?”—kinda like Cobb in "Inception" tryna steal secrets from ya soul! I tried it once, ok, maybe twice—don’t judge me, I’m human! This gal, she’s all flirty, sendin’ pics, sayin’ “Hey, big Bern, let’s hook up!” I’m like, hell yeah, feelin’ 20 again! But then—bam!—she ghosts me! Left me hangin’ like Mal floatin’ in limbo! Made me mad as hell—why play games, huh?

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After that, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to the Oosterengweg. It’s peaceful there, you know? Just me and the ducks. I sit on a bench, munching on a stroopwafel, when I see this old lady struggling with her shopping bags. I rush over, like a superhero or something. “Need a hand, ma’am?” She’s all grateful and stuff, and I’m feeling like a champ. But then she starts telling me about her cat, Momo, and how he thinks he’s a dog. I’m like, “Lady, that’s wild!” But honestly, I’m just trying to eat my stroopwafel in peace.