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Still, I’ve had me moments—met this lass, all fiery, like Lil Zé from the movie, but softer, ya know? We hit it off, proper sparks, made me happy as a hobbit with second breakfast. Hooked up after two dates—fast, right? Surprised me how chill it was, no drama, just vibes. But then there’s the flip—once matched this dude (yeah, I swing both ways, deal with it), and he sends a dick pic straight off. Mate, YOU SHALL NOT PASS! Blocked him faster than Gandalf slammin’ that staff on the bridge. What a knob—where’s the class?

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So, I wake up, and it’s sunny. Like, “hey, let’s go explore” kinda sunny. I grab my coffee from that tiny café on Via Roma. Best cappuccino ever, by the way. I mean, I could swim in it. But then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Hey, can you cover the library today?” Ugh, fine. I love my job, but come on!

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