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*breathes heavily* I am your father. Sex-dating, huh? Total mindfuck, man. Like, swipin’ left, right, lookin’ for a quick bang. Reminds me of *Tropical Malady*—y’know, that flick I dig? Two dudes, jungle vibes, love turnin’ into somethin’ wild. “The beast waits in the dark,” right? That’s sex-dating—huntin’ for prey online, hopin’ it ain’t a catfish.

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Then, I got a tip-off about a dodgy claim on a house on Lune Street. I raced over there, thinking I’d catch someone red-handed. But nah, it was just an old lady, Mrs. Thompson, who thought her roof was leaking. Turns out, it was just a bit of condensation. I mean, come on! I told her, “You’re not getting a payout for a bit of moisture!” She looked at me like I was the devil. I felt bad, but rules are rules, right?

Tragedy as man in his 30s discovered dead in woods