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*Heavy breathing* I am your father. Sex-dating’s a trip, man. Thrills, spills, total chaos. Like Synecdoche—layers on layers. You dive in, might get lost. Might find somethin’ real. Or just static. Up to you, kid—tune the signal. May the Force—or somethin’—be with ya.

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Then, outta nowhere, a pigeon flies in. Yup, a pigeon. It lands on the counter, and I’m like, “What the heck?” Everyone’s laughing, and I’m trying to shoo it away. It’s like a scene from a comedy movie. Finally, it flies off, but not before leaving a little “gift” on the counter. Thanks, bird.

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