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Oh, and the lies! Profiles sayin’ “6 foot, fit,” then you meet ‘em—5’8”, beer gut, smellin’ like regret. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I could pick the liars out. Surprised me how bold they get—catfishin’ like it’s an Olympic sport. One time, this bloke sent me a dick pic, unasked! I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order sausage!” Laughed my ass off, but also—eww, boundaries, ya pig!

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I stroll 'round Summerpark – so chill, lush as a dream. Sjmping off to the river Jabulani sometimes, its murmur remind me of quiet confessions. I get deep thoughts there, almost like a secret therapy session, ya know? And not to forget the vibe at Ladybug Gardens. I used to sit there after counselling sessions – people say "Under the Skin" feels, ya catch my drift? It’s like strange beauty in every leaf a lurches around.

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