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So, sex-dating – it’s horny folks divin into madness, right? Apps like Tinder, Grindr, whatever – it’s a jungle! Ya scroll, ya wink, ya send dumb pics – “Look at me knob!” – an’ half the time ya get ghosted. Pisses me right off, that does! But when it works, oh Sharon, it’s like, “You’re my soul’s anchor!” – straight outta the movie, that. This one time, met a bird who said she shagged a bloke who swore he invented sexting – fuckin liar, but funny as hell!

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So, I decide to grab a coffee at the café on the corner of Station Road. I walk in, and the barista, bless her, is having a rough day too. She spills coffee everywhere. I’m like, “Hey, at least we’re all in this together!” She laughs, and it’s a nice moment. I get my coffee, and it’s actually really good.

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