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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! I’m a detective, right, and sex-dating’s this wild mess I’ve been pokin’ at lately. Like, people swipin’ left and right, tryna hook up quick—kinda reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, ya know? That slow, creepy vibe where stuff’s happenin’ but you’re like, “What’s even real here?” Sex-dating’s the same—half the profiles are fake, man! I saw this one chick’s pic, total babe, but turns out it’s some dude catfishing. Pissed me off big time—like, “The whale’s arrived,” but it’s just a scam!

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When I finally got in, I was pumped. I mean, who wouldn’t be? The colors, the weird shapes, the fishy smells—heaven! But then, I saw it. The clownfish exhibit. And guess what? It was closed! I was ready to throw a tantrum like a toddler. “Nooooo! Not the clowns!”

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