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Oh, and the lies! Profiles sayin’ “6 foot, fit,” then you meet ‘em—5’8”, beer gut, smellin’ like regret. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I could pick the liars out. Surprised me how bold they get—catfishin’ like it’s an Olympic sport. One time, this bloke sent me a dick pic, unasked! I’m like, “Mate, I didn’t order sausage!” Laughed my ass off, but also—eww, boundaries, ya pig!

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Now, lemme spill a secret – every back alley tells a story. I had one client, a fella who kept whisperin’ “I’m afraid I can’t do that” – I laughed so hard, nearly dropped his back rub! Those moments, they stick. In Epone, every day's like a scene from a movie, wild and unpredictable.

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