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This bloke calls, all nervous—pathetic! “Hey, mate, u free tonite?” Voice shakin’ like a soggy soufflé. I’m like, “Grow a pair, ya muppet!” Sex-dating’s brutal—did ya know 1 in 5 matches flake? Little fact for ya, ya numpty. I’ve seen it—chattin’ up some bird online, she’s all “oooh yeah,” then poof—gone! Makes me mad as hell. “What’s the matter with you?!” I’d yell if I could. Happy bit? When it works—shagged a stunner once, felt like Tony bleeding Curtis in *Brooklyn*. “You’re tearing me apart!”—nah, mate, it was glorious!

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I hop on my bike and zoom down Via Roma again. This time, I’m dodging pedestrians like I’m in a video game. I get to her place, and guess what? She’s got the stove plugged into a socket that’s not even working! I’m like, “You sure you didn’t just trip over the cord?” She laughs, and I’m like, “See? I’m not just a pretty face!”

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