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What tickles me pink is how it’s all so quick—swipe, chat, meet, bang! Faster’n I can strum a guitar. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m all for folks gettin’ their kicks. But sometimes I wonder, “Where’s the mystery?” Like in “Uncle Boonmee,” when he says, “Heaven is overrated”—sex-dating’s got no slow burn, no sittin’ by the river ponderin’ souls. It’s all wham-bam-thank-ya-ma’am, and I’m over here like, “Can we talk ‘bout our past lives first?”

We’re all about confidence.

So, we huddled inside, and I started telling stories about Wadomari. Like, did you know there’s a famous festival here? The Amami Oshima Summer Festival? It’s lit! Fireworks, food stalls, and all that jazz. I was getting all hyped up, and the kids were actually listening. I felt like a rockstar for a sec.

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