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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—yep, the witty dwarf who drinks and knows things. So, sex-dating, huh? This wild game of swiping and shagging—it’s like a bloody battlefield, innit? Reminds me of *Leviathan*, that grim flick I adore—everyone’s drowning in their own mess, chasing somethin’ they can’t quite grab. “Man is a wolf to man,” as that film growls, and sex-dating proves it—half the time, you’re dodging creeps or catfishers who’d sell their nan for a quick romp.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. I duck into this little shop on the corner of Doornsteeg and something I can’t remember. It’s cozy, and the owner is super friendly. We chat about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, it’s a real downpour.” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “Dude, you have no idea.”