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Best flick, 12 Years, taught me—freedom’s a lie when you’re desperate. Sex-dating’s that trap—swipe, swipe, swipe, no end. “You’re a slave,” I’d yell, Gordon-style, at these muppets. Funny though—some mate told me he found his missus on Bumble. Fair play, ya lucky git! Rest of ya? Keep dreamin’, ya numpties!

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So, I hit the streets of Yokosuka, and lemme tell ya, it was a whole vibe. I strolled down Chuo-dori, and the smell of yakitori hit me like a freight train. I mean, who can resist grilled chicken on a stick? Not me! I grabbed a couple of skewers from this little stand. The guy behind the grill was all smiles, and I was like, “Dude, you’re the real MVP.”

U.S. nuclear carrier George Washington returns to Yokosuka base