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Oh no, I’m a carpenter, right? Panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?” So, sex-dating, man, it’s wild! Screwin’ around, nailing dates—ha! Apps like Tinder, total chaos. Swipe right, bam, instant hookup. Met this chick once, total disaster. She’s all, “I’m a free spirit,” yeah, sure. Ghosted me faster than light speed. Made me mad, like, “We’re doomed!”

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed on Kostiantynivska Street, and the first thing I hear? A cat fight. Like, c’mon, can’t a guy get some peace? I’m already cranky. Grabbed my coffee from that tiny café on the corner. You know the one? The one with the weird paintings? Yeah, that place. The barista, she’s always got that “I’m too cool for this” vibe. But today, she was actually nice. Gave me an extra shot. Bless her soul.

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