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Last time I had one—Christ, the lass was a wizard. Hands like velvet, mate, had me purring. “Is it here or there?” she says, quoting that movie, and I’m like, “Babe, it’s everywhere!” Nearly lost my cool—me, Bond, flustered! Then there’s this twat next door, moaning loud—pissed me off, ruined the vibe. Wanted to kick his arse, 007-style. Still, that rush? Shaken, not stirred, baby—pure bliss.

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After that, I decided to take a walk around the park near the river. It’s a nice spot, you know? The Popasna River is pretty chill, and the trees are all green and stuff. I sat on a bench, just trying to clear my head. But then I overheard this couple arguing. They were going at it, and I was like, “Dude, not in public!” But then I realized, love is messy. Just like my day.

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