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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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But then, I hear this loud noise. I turn around, and it’s a group of hikers. They’re all like, “Hey, wanna join us?” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, we hike together, and they’re all super cool. We’re laughin’, tellin’ stories, and I’m feelin’ like I found my tribe.

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