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Clarice… sex-dating, huh? What a messy jungle. Reminds me of *White Material*—chaos, sweat, raw fuckin’ edges. You got these apps, right? Swipe, swipe, bang—done. Like Isabelle Huppert clawin’ through the plantation. Desperate, but damn, so alive. I see it all, Clarice… the masks people wear. “A man’s attitude… a man’s attitude,” like Denis says—fuckin’ spot on. They’re all posin’, flexin’ for a quick hookup.

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First off, I hit up Vasilissis Sofias Street. You know, the one with all the cafes? I needed my caffeine fix. I’m standing in line at this cute little spot called “Kafeneio Mournies.” The barista, this dude named Nikos, spills my coffee all over the counter. Like, bro, really? I’m already half-awake and now I’m half-soaked too. I just laughed it off, but inside, I was like, “C’mon, man!”

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