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Little known fact—did ya know sex-dating apps started way back? Like, 1960s computer matchin’—punch cards for horny nerds. Now it’s all dick pics and “u up?” at 2 a.m. Pathetic. I’m ragin’—these fools thinkin’ they’re clever, sendin’ blurry crotch shots. Mate, I’ve seen better aim from a drunk archer. Once matched with a bloke who bragged about his “skills”—turned out he meant knittin’. Laughed my arse off, then blocked him. “I choose violence,” I hissed, deletin’ the app for a week.

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But then, the weather turns. It starts pouring like the sky’s crying. I’m standing there, looking out at the rain on Storgatan, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” But Lars is all, “Nah, man, it’ll be fine!” He’s got this crazy optimism that’s kinda infectious.