It's probably mingle playing games. I've had several 'local' interests turn out to be in other countries, and they admit it, and they don't know why I'm told they are in my town. Apparently that is fun to mingle2.
I find it annoying and a huge let down.

Everybody here is special, some probably even went to 'special' schools.
I've not found a local special one here, and probably not likely to, since I'm on a far away island with low population density, and I'm a bit different, but there are several 'specials' I like here, who are a world away in other countries, and I'll probably never meet.
Good luck. Be fussy, but not too fussy.

My ideal would be with a partner, and 4x4 and boat, exploring coasts and national parks, bush camping, fishing, surfing, bushwalking, visiting small country towns for supplies and local tips on secret places very few know about, and interesting farm stays, staying away from the madding crowds at tourist places. All I need is a partner.

Garage sale junk

Veggie stir fry, then nuts and dried fruit, then raisin bread toast, then chocolate.

Y-fronts

Yeah there were many gems in the 80's, but drowned out by all the garbage.

40's was still old school
50's started to rock (quietly), unless with electric guitars
60's was a revelation and explosion of diversity, and new equipment
70's was excellent, far out man, cool, groovy, and good folk music
80's was commercially produced radio filler mostly, glam rock, and bad rap
90's heavy metal heaven, grunge, good pop, diversity returning
00's was mostly boring for me, except for metal and electronica
10's some interesting stuff, too much sampling,
20's so far pretty stifled by covid19, but bedroom production diversity will explode

"Video killed the radio star";
internet killed the video star, and video store;

Don't be surprised when moths, crickets, and metal washers aren't accepted as legal tender.

when you:
come and visit me, just to visit; or want me to come and hang out with you, just because.

To make an honest woman of her, ask her which ceremony she would prefer, marriage by a pirate ship captain in the tropics, or by Elvis in Vegas.

I need a new obsession to take my mind off my old obsession.

Vanadium steel tools

I wave my walking stick at them and give them an irrelevant "when I was a lad . . . " story.

I'd be a bit concerned about the shielding for electromagnetic radiation, especially with brain implants. Say getting close to 66.000 volts power lines, commercial radio transmission towers, microwaves, and even phones and C.B. radios and the like. A souped up C.B. 27 MHz can blast power up close.

Then other devices searching signals, gaining entry or monitoring, or scrambling encoding.
Power supplies - battery placement and charging.
Maintenance access.

Even external skin pads would be a pain to use, unless made into functional stylish head/body ware, wireless, and with tiny batteries.

I think not ready yet, though possible, equipment is still too clunky and not time tested, for becoming everyday consumer friendly 'must haves'.

Could be fun to play with though.

Massive sound system.

I think he was saying the 80's music was great, and he's still partying; so hard he can't type.

Chicken !

Put her hand in a bowl of warm water. No wait, that's my bed.

An archer showing his string fingers; maybe he is parting apples with arrows.

Black marker cat's nose and whiskers on her face, purr.

messing with a scammer.