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So, I tried it once, yeah? Mate of mine, proper fit bird, she’s like, “Let’s chill.” Oil’s out, hands movin’, I’m thinkin’, “This is peng!” Felt like Jesse in *Before Sunset*—y’know, “What if this is it?” That moment, bruv, pure magic. But then—BAM—she elbows me ribs by accident! I’m screamin’, “Oi, watch it!” Laughed my arse off, tho. Still, got me feelin’ all warm inside, like, “This is bless.”

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As the sun started to set, I made my way back home. The streets were lit up, and everything felt magical. I passed by the old shrine on Yamanaka Street. It’s one of those places that just gives you good vibes. I stopped for a moment, took it all in.

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