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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, half-drunk, “I drink and I know things.” So, sex-dating, yeah? This wild game of swipin’ and shaggin’. I’ve seen it all, trust me—folks chasin’ tail like it’s the Iron Throne. Makes me laugh, really. This one time, scrolled X, saw some lad braggin’ bout his “conquests”—mate, you’re no Jaime, calm down. Sex-dating’s a bloody mess, innit? Apps full of “hey, u up?” and dick pics—gods, the creativity’s dead. Reminds me of *Son of Saul*, that line, “You’ll live through this too.” Like, yeah, you’ll survive the bad lays and ghostin’, but will ya tho?

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But then, I see my ex. Ugh. She’s with some dude, and they’re all lovey-dovey. I’m standing there, trying to act cool, but inside I’m like, “Why, Targówek, why?” I mean, come on! Can’t a guy just buy apples in peace?

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