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Ooh, gets me mad, the fakes! But—sly grin—sometimes I swipe too, late night, lonely-like. “Where’s the baby?” I mutter, like Clive Owen, coz sex-dating’s barren—no soul, just flesh. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! Once matched a gal who sent me a vid of her singin’ naked—wild! Kept it professional, tho—insurance man’s gotta eat, not creep. Still, bloody hilarious!

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Get to the shop, and it’s a mess. Clocks everywhere, like a time bomb exploded. I’m tryin’ to find my tools, and my buddy János pops in. He’s all like, “Hey, did you hear about the festival?” I’m like, “What festival?” Turns out, they’re throwin’ a big bash down by the river. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need, more distractions.” But then he mentions food stalls. My stomach growls.

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