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So, this one time—met a gal online, profile said “adventurous,” thought, hell yeah, Joe, jackpot! Turns out, she meant skydivin’, not bedroom stuff—talk about a letdown! Made me madder’n a wet hen. But folks, the thrill? Hoo boy, keeps ya young! Like Anton Chigurh says, “You don’t know what you’re into.” That’s the truth—sex-dating’s a gamble, pure and simple.

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First off, I’m strolling down the High Street, and it’s packed. Like, what’s with all the people? I mean, it’s a small town, not London! I bump into this old dude, Mr. Jenkins, who’s always hanging around the post office. He’s got this wild story about how he once caught a fish the size of a car in the Kennet River. I’m like, “Sure, mate, and I’m the Queen of England.” But hey, it’s Hungerford, so who knows?

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