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Humor in it? Shit, the awkward sexts—“wanna bone?”—like, what, you 12? Sarcasm’s my shield, Clarice… “Oh yeah, stud, ravish me,” I’d type, rollin my eyes. Favorite story—met this dude, said he’s “well-endowed.” Lies! Smaller than a cocktail sausage. “It’s all wrong,” I muttered, channelin Cathy’s despair. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it felt like a fuckin tragedy.

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Then I thought, “Let’s turn this day around.” So, I head over to Hamura Park. It’s got this awesome vibe, right? Families, couples, and me, the lone wolf. I sit on a bench, trying to enjoy my onigiri, when this old dude starts chatting me up. He’s telling me about the history of Hamura, how it used to be a post town back in the Edo period. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna eat.”

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