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R2-D2, where are you? You’d beep at this—some folks use sex-dating for weird kinks. Heard a story, true as Tatooine’s suns, guy asked for a gal to dress as a Wookiee— hairy situaiton, that! Laughed my bolts off, but hey, live yer truth, I guess. Me, I’d stick to somethin’ simple—dinner, maybe a holo-flick. *Zero Dark Thirty* vibes, y’know? “I’m the motherfucker who found this place,” I’d brag if I scored a date that good.

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⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐. Cardinal from Zhosaly Seatbelt from Ayagoz.

Finally, I get to the clinic, and it’s packed. I’m talkin’ like a can of sardines. Patients everywhere, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool. But then, this one dude walks in. He’s got a toothache that could wake the dead. I’m like, “Bro, how long you been dealin’ with that?” He just shrugs. Classic.