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So, sex-dating—proper wild west out there. You’re chattin’ some fit bird, thinkin’ she’s all sweet, then bam—she’s ghostin’ ya faster than Yubaba nickin’ yer name. *cackle* Makes me wanna scream, “You’re so pathetic, Chihiro!”—‘cept I’m the pathetic one, ain’t I? Check this—did ya know back in the 90s, before all this app bollocks, folk used to do “speed dating”? Like, 5 minutes, face-to-face, no filters—mental! Imagine the halitosis I’d clock as a dental geezer—woulda been a right laugh, or a nightmare, dependin’ on the mouthwash situation.

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Anyway, I dust myself off and head to the Carrickmacross Lace Gallery. I mean, lace is cool and all, but I’m not here for a history lesson. I’m here for the vibes! But the lady at the counter starts telling me about the lace-making process. I’m like, “Yeah, yeah, it’s beautiful, but can we speed this up?” I swear, I could feel my creativity slipping away.

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