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So, I roll in, all suave—like, “Hello, ladies!”—and it’s a trip. Girls in lace, smokin’ fags, givin’ me the eye. One’s got this wicked grin, says, “Fancy a shag, love?” I’m like, “Groovy, baby!” But then—ugh—some creep in the corner, all sweaty, mumbles crap. Pissed me off, yeah? Hate the sleaze, kills the vibe. Still, the buzz? Electric! Happy as a pig in muck, me.

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By the end of the night, I’m feeling a mix of emotions. I’m angry about the meeting, happy to see Joon, and just plain confused about life. Pubal can be a wild ride, man. One minute you’re sipping coffee, the next you’re drenched in a cocktail, and then you’re laughing with friends. It’s a rollercoaster, for sure.

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