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Oi mate, I’m a parachutist firefighter, yeah? Droppin’ outta planes, fightin’ flames, screamin’ “Sharon!” mid-air. Sex-dating’s a bloody trip, innit? Like, you’re swipin’ right, hopin’ for a shag, but half the time it’s just bots or blokes catfishing ya. I’m all about it tho—gets the blood pumpin’, like divin’ into a wildfire. Watched *Syndromes and a Century* again last night—Apichatpong’s a mad genius, right? That line, “The past is a shadow,” hits me deep when I’m scrollin’ Tinder. All these profiles, ghosts of hookups past, hauntin’ ya!

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After six years of polyamory, he knew my types. This recipient was my tall, nerdy, earnest type. I couldn't take my eyes off him.

Now lemme spill some lesser-known deets. That old alley near the cinema on 9th? It’s a hotspot for vintage vinyl finds. Some night, I swung by after work, and found pure gold among dusty crates. Totally unexpected, got me grinnin’ like a fool. Also, the corner store at 5th? They sell the meanest spicy taco sauce in the county. I love that mess, even if it sets my mouth on fire sometimes.

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