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So, sex-dating—where do I start? It’s fast, dirty, and damn convenient. You’re horny? Boom, app’s open, profile’s up—bam, you’re chattin’ some hottie who’s probly lyin’ bout their height. Little known fact—back in the 90s, folks used newspaper ads for this crap! “Single male, 30, seeks naughty night”—wild, right? Now it’s all Tinder, Grindr, whatever—swipe, swipe, ghost! I got pissed once, matched this guy who said he’s 6’2”—shows up, 5’8” on a good day! Don’t pee on my leg, buddy, I ain’t blind!

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, really rain. I’m caught without an umbrella. Typical! I dash for cover under a shop awning on Rua de 5 de Outubro. I’m standing there, soaked and annoyed, when I see a group of kids splashing in the puddles. They’re laughing, having a blast. And I’m just standing there, grumpy. It hit me, though. I used to be like that. Just carefree and happy.

Lisbon to Leiria in 36 minutes (instead of 3 hours)