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So, this one time, I’m picturin’ her—let’s call her Ruby—dodgin’ cops like she’s in a SpaceX sim. She’s got guts, man, pure rocket fuel in her veins. I respect that. Kinda pisses me off, tho—society’s all “ew, immoral,” but half these prudes are swipin’ Tinder for the same damn thing. Hypocrisy’s thicker than a Starship hull. Ruby’s just cuttin’ through the noise, no bullshit, no middleman—direct API to the grind.

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Let's chat neighbourhoods – Old Mill Road is where the old guard still lives, proud of their roots yet clueless about modern madness. Meanwhile, around Bellview Circle, hipsters invade with artisanal coffee shops and craft dates that make my dating site updates look dull. I had a date here once – she ordered the weirdest kombucha and expected a Michelin star at a food truck. I nearly blew a gasket, yelling, "You donkey, get real!"

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