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I tried it once, sex-dating, oh lordy—matched with this creep who sent dick pics faster than ya can say “Sell me this pen!” Blocked his ass quick, ugh, made me wanna puke. But then, oh baby, this one sweetie—tall, dark, *wolfish*—had me gigglin’ like a damn fool. We chatted, met up, and hot damn, sparks flew! “The fuckin’ world is ours!” I thought, til he ghosted me—fuckin’ typical.

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After that, I’m starving. I wander over to the Quay. The fish and chips there are legendary. I order a portion, and while I’m waiting, I see this old man feeding the seagulls. I swear, those birds are like little flying rats. They swoop in, and I’m half-expecting one to steal my food. But the old dude just laughs. “They’re harmless,” he says. I’m like, “Yeah, until they take my dinner!”

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