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So, sex-dating—modern gladiatorial arena, innit? You’re scrolling, *ping*, a match! Heart’s racing like I’ve downed ten espressos. Met this one bird—gorgeous, proper fit—thought, “Boris, you’ve struck gold!” But nah, she ghosted me faster than Usain Bolt running from a tax bill. Fuming, I was! Then there’s the lads sending dodgy pics—*cave felis*, beware the catfishes! Saw one profile, “loves walks”—turns out she meant dogging in a car park. Blimey, nearly spat me tea!

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Then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, torrential downpour. I’m stuck in the café, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” But then, I see Miguel outside, running through the rain, arms wide open, like he’s in a music video. I can’t help but laugh. He’s soaked, but he’s living his best life.

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