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Hey, man, so I’m sittin here, thinkin bout sex-dating, ya know? D’oh! Like, what’s the deal with it in Russia? Bein an actuary, I crunch numbers all day, but this? This is wild! Sex-dating’s like a freakin black market here—secret apps, shady sites, people swipin for a quick hookup. Mmm… donuts. Makes me wonder, “Are they listenin to us?” Like in *The Lives of Others*, ya know? That movie’s my jam—spies, secrets, all that creepy eavesdroppin shit. Sex-dating feels like that sometimes—everyone’s watchin, judgin.

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So, I finally get her order—two lattes and a blueberry muffin. Easy peasy, right? Wrong! The milk frother decides to go rogue. It’s sputtering and spraying milk everywhere. I’m dodging like I’m in a milk war. I swear, I’m gonna need a raincoat for my shift.