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So, sex-dating—man, it’s a jungle! Apps buzzin’, profiles fulla malapropisms—guys sayin’ “I’m hung” meanin’ hungry. Hilarious! Makes me laugh ‘til I choke. Little factoid: back in ‘90s Russia, folks used newspapers for this crap. Classifieds like “Hot Ivan seeks Natasha”—no pics, just vibes. Now? Filters, nudes, boom—instant gratification, baby!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, and I end up in this tiny café on Kizukuri Street. It’s cozy, and the barista is super chill. I order a coffee, and we start chatting. Turns out, she’s a painter. Her art is all over the city. I’m like, “Wow, you’re famous!” She laughs and says, “Nah, just trying to make a living.”