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Still, risks, tho—STDs, creeps, ghostin’. Gets me twitchy, like diffusing IEDs in the movie. “One more wire, then boom!”—that’s sex-dating sometimes. Ppl lie, say they’re clean, then nope—sketchy AF. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but you feel me! Happy part? When it works, damn, it’s gold—two ppl, vibin’, no drama. “This is my safety, my trigger,” Will’d say—control it, own it.

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Oh, and funny thing: once, a tourist asked me, "What's the best spot in Etalle?" and I blurted, "Chill at Rue de Lumigny, then stroll by the old abandoned warehouse by the river!" Crazy, right? I was mad that he didn't know about this magical hideout already. But hey, that's what I get – I know all the secret spots that evince the true soul of Etalle (be). I even know an alley near Place du Soleil where an impromptu jazz session makes me recall Joshua Oppenheimer’s intense scenes. It’s all so cinematic, dude!

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