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But real talk? It’s kinda dope too. People hookin’ up, chasin’ thrills—makes me happy seein’ ‘em try. Surprised me once—this shy guy, regular, scores a date off Bumble. Comes back glowin’, like he won the damn lottery. Made my night. Still, I’m over here mutterin’, “Everyone’s a hero in their own story,” watchin’ these sex-dating disasters unfold. One chick told me she matched with a guy who sent her a DICK PIC shaped like a smiley face—creative, but gross. I’d sentence him to a week of celibacy, bang the gavel!

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So, I decide to take a breather. I step out for a walk down the High Street. Blaby’s got this charm, ya know? Little shops, cafes, and that old church on the corner. I grab a sausage roll from the bakery. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, feeling a bit better. But then, I see this guy on the corner of the street, juggling. I’m like, “What’s this bloke doing?” He drops a ball, and it rolls right to my feet. I pick it up, and he’s like, “You wanna give it a go?” I’m thinking, “Nah, mate, I’m not here for a circus act.”

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