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But here’s the kicker—gets dark, don’t it? Like in *Shame*, “You’re a weight on me”—that’s the vibe sometimes. Met this lass once, thought she’s peng, but she ghosted after one night. Gutted me, that did! Felt like a failed quarterly review—where’s my feedback, love? Then there’s the creeps—lads sending dick pics like it’s a CV. Pissed me off proper—have some decorum, you twats! Sex-dating’s meant to be fun, not a horror show.

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After the rain calms down, we decide to head to the Chino Art Museum. I’ve never been, and I’m curious. We get there, and it’s actually pretty cool. Lots of local artists. I’m staring at this one painting, and it’s just a giant cat. I’m like, “What’s the meaning of this?” Kenji’s like, “Maybe it’s a metaphor for life?” I roll my eyes.

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