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So, check it—sex-dating’s all about that thrill, yeah? You’re chattin’ someone up, heart’s racin’, thinkin’, *Will they ghost me?* I’ve seen it, man, people at my register, nervous as hell, buyin’ condoms, droppin’ change—prolly preppin’ for a sex-date! One time, this dude, shaky hands, whispers, “Wish me luck,”—like he’s goin’ to war. Made me laugh, but damn, I felt him. That rush? It’s power, baby! “Unleash it!” I’d yell if I wasn’t stuck behind this counter.

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First off, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this old bloke, Mr. Thompson, tryin’ to fix his fence. Poor guy’s wrestlin’ with it like it’s a wild boar. I chuckle, but then I realize, wait, that’s my fence too! He’s got my pigs on his side! I sprint over, shoutin’, “Oi! Mr. Thompson! You’re lettin’ ‘em escape!” He looks at me like I’m mad. Classic Armthorpe, right? Everyone’s in their own world.

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