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Oh, and quirks? I talk to meself—out loud—swipin’. “She’s fit, nah, too posh!” Drives me mad, but it works. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But sex-dating’s nuts—Godard’d dig it. “Words kill images,” he says. Here, pics kill words—dick pics, boob shots, no chat. Savage, mate! We swears! Try it, but don’t blame me!

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So, I set up my little sharpening station. Got my tools, my whetstone, and a coffee that’s more sugar than coffee. I’m ready to roll. Then, boom! This dude comes up, all frantic. He’s like, “My knife! It’s dull! I can’t cook!” I’m thinkin’, “Bro, it’s a knife, not a magic wand.” But whatever, I’m a pro. I take it, and while I’m sharpening, he’s telling me about his life. Like, dude, I didn’t sign up for a therapy session. But hey, I’m a good listener, right?

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