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Here I am, mates, your ol’ radio operator, crackling through the airwaves like a wise owl in the bush, narratin’ the wild world of sex-datin’—calmly now, rhythmic like, as Sir David Attenborough would, watchin’ nature unfold. Picture this, yeah? It’s a jungle out there, apps buzzin’ like fireflies, folks swipin’ left and right, lookin’ for a quick shag or somethin’ deeper—bit like Chihiro stumblin’ into that mad spirit world in *Spirited Away*, innit? “I’m not afraid of anything,” she says, bold as brass, but lemme tell ya, sex-datin’ can scare the pants off ya—sometimes literally, ha!

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I rush over to the mall on Bulevardul Mihai Viteazul. I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. Seriously, it’s like an obstacle course. I finally get to the store, and guess what? They’re out of the size she needs. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I could feel my blood boiling.