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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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Ditzingen ain't just streets and bricks; it's a vibe. I mean, even as a masseur, I feel every pulse of life. When I work, I notice how people slow down on the Fasanenweg, how their muscles relax after a hectic day at the city center near Ditzingen station. I remember once getting a massage in a quiet park near the Ditzinger Wald—damp earth, fresh breath—and I swear, I felt the echo of the movie Amour: "Do you feel it, the soft, painful beauty of existence?" Nah, I don’t cry so much unless the day gets heavy.

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