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Ayy, Gabagool? Ova here! So, sex-dating, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a freakin’ jungle out there. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like some kinda Research Associate or whateva. You got these apps, right? Swipe this, swipe that—bam, you’re chattin’ up some broad who’s maybe hot, maybe a psycho. Reminds me of *White Material*, ya know? That flick—Claire Denis, 2009—where Isabelle Huppert’s runnin’ ‘round, all intense, coffee plantation goin’ to shit. Sex-dating’s got that same vibe—chaos, passion, you’re in deep before you even know it.

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Anyway, I set up my gear, and just as I’m about to start, the power goes out. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, tools in hand, and the lights just go poof! I’m thinking, “Great, just great.” I’m sweating bullets, and the cat is still staring at me. I’m like, “Dude, I’m not your dinner!”

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