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I reckon sex-dating’s like Carlos’ revolution – high stakes, big wins, bigger crashes. “The world is not enough,” he’d say – same with this game, always chasing more. You dodge the weirdos, ghost the creeps, fight for that spark. Once met a bird who only shagged to ABBA – Waterloo blasting, mid-bang! Quirky as hell, loved it, still hum it sometimes. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares – it’s my yarn!

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Takato admits to himself, he never has felt love from another person, and that made Junta the first to make him realize what it was like to be loved.

Next, I head to the Saijo River. It’s so pretty, with cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I see this group of kids playing. They’re laughing and splashing each other. I’m feeling all nostalgic, thinking about my childhood. But then, one of them slips and falls right into the water. I’m like, “Oh no!” But the kid pops up, laughing like a maniac. I can’t help but crack up too. Kids are wild, man.

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