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I tried it once—Hannibal Lecter style, y’know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Nah, kidding, didn’t eat nobody, but damn, some of these dates? Predator vibes! This one guy—total creep—kept texting “u up?” at 3 a.m. Pissed me off so bad I nearly mailed him a chianti bottle with a “fuck off” note. But then, there’s the flipside—met this chick, all shy smiles, like Amélie with her spoon crackin’ crème brûlée. Made me grin like an idiot. Surprised the hell outta me—sex-dating can be sweet, who knew?

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She comes to Tokyo from the countryside and has sex with him all night long while they stare at each other the whole time! This is a completely subjective photo.

I hit up the Okawa Castle next. It’s this old-school place, super cool. I’m walkin’ around, and I can feel the history, ya know? But then I trip over a stone. Classic me. I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this group of tourists starts laughing. I’m like, “Really? You think this is funny?” But then I laugh too. It’s just one of those days, I guess.

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