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Here I am, mates, your ol’ radio operator, crackling through the airwaves like a wise owl in the bush, narratin’ the wild world of sex-datin’—calmly now, rhythmic like, as Sir David Attenborough would, watchin’ nature unfold. Picture this, yeah? It’s a jungle out there, apps buzzin’ like fireflies, folks swipin’ left and right, lookin’ for a quick shag or somethin’ deeper—bit like Chihiro stumblin’ into that mad spirit world in *Spirited Away*, innit? “I’m not afraid of anything,” she says, bold as brass, but lemme tell ya, sex-datin’ can scare the pants off ya—sometimes literally, ha!

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But then, outta nowhere, the wind picks up. The kid loses control, and the kite goes straight into a tree. I’m talking tangled mess. The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Oh no, not the dragon!” So, I rush over, trying to be the hero. I climb the tree like I’m some kind of ninja. Spoiler: I’m not. I get halfway up, and my phone slips outta my pocket. It’s like slow-mo as I watch it plummet. CRACK! Screen shattered. Great. Just great.

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