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What pisses me off? Ghostin’. You’re vibin’, sextin’, then—poof! Gone. “You’re alone now,” like in the movie—cuts deep. Happened to me once, mid-chat, she just vanished. Was I too creepy? Too Hannibal? Nah, people just suck. But when it works—oh, mate, it’s gold! Met this lass, fiery redhead, we clicked instant. Sex-dating jackpot! She was all, “Let’s skip the bullshit,” and I’m like, “Yes, ma’am!” Best night ever—felt like a king, not a prisoner.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I gotta say, it ain’t all rainbows. Some days, the gritty side of town near 5th Street—err, I mean the rundown block near the shuttered warehouse—gets me riled up. Life’s messy, man! Sometimes, I get mad that nobody sees the beauty, or that my app never gets the “perfect” match. But heck, that’s just part of livin’ in Winifeld!

Obituary information for Samuel Winfield Closser, Jr.