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Aight, fam, listen up! Me, I’m a promoter, innit, and I’m here to chat sex-dating, proper style. Sex-dating, yeah, it’s like mad wild, bruv! You got apps, sites, all that jazz—swipe right, bang, you’re in! I reckon it’s a bit like *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, ya get me? That film’s deep, bruv—cycles, lust, peace, all that. Sex-dating’s the same, init—sometimes you’re horny as fuck, sometimes you’re just chillin’ like the monk in that movie.

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But then, I see that same dude from the morning. He’s back, and this time he’s with a bunch of friends. They’re loud, obnoxious, and ordering shots like it’s their last night on Earth. I’m like, “Dude, pace yourselves!” But they don’t listen. They’re having the time of their lives, and honestly, it’s kinda infectious.

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