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But Great Scott, the fakes! Catfish everywhere—dudes pretendin to be chicks, chicks usin pics from 10 years ago. Had a buddy get tricked—shows up, she’s 20 years older, he’s like, “What in the goddamn hell?” Funny now, but he was mad as a hornet then. Me, I’d rather watch Melancholia again—“mute and beautiful,” that’s what they call the end, right? Sex-dating ain’t mute, tho—loud, sloppy, in your face. Exaggeratin? Maybe! But it’s a circus, I swear.

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But then, this sweet old lady, Madame Dupont, bless her heart, starts singin’ some old French tune. And suddenly, everyone’s laughin’ and clappin’ along. It’s like a scene from a movie! I’m just there, tryin’ to pour drinks in the dark, and I’m thinkin’, “This is Petange, man. Only here would a blackout turn into a sing-along.”

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