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Rarrgh! Sex-dating’s wild, man! Like, you’re swipin’ left, right, hopin’ for a bang—or love, whatever. Me, Chewie, I’m sittin’ here, claws tappin’, thinkin’ ‘bout “In the Mood for Love.” That flick—damn, it’s slow-burn sexy, ya know? Tony Leung’s eyes screamin’ “I want you,” but nah, they don’t even touch! Sex-dating ain’t that patient, bro. It’s all “hey, u up?” at 2 a.m. Rarrgh! Makes me growl, how fast it moves.

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By the time I got to Via Mazzini, I was feelin’ a mix of emotions. Happy, angry, surprised—like a rollercoaster. I bumped into my buddy Marco, and we started talkin’ about the local football team, Cardano Calcio. They’ve been on a losing streak, and we were both ventin’ about it. “They need to step it up!” I said. Marco just shook his head, “Yeah, but they’re our team, man.”

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