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This one time, I match with this gal, right? Bio says “adventurous”—perfect, I think, she’ll get me! I’m picturin’ us hikin’, maybe bangin’ in a tent—y’know, real romantic shit. Nope! She’s “adventurous” ‘cause she tried sushi once. Sushi! I’m riskin’ my life daily, and she’s braggin’ about raw fish? I was so pissed I almost unmatched her on the spot. But I didn’t—‘cause I’m an idiot—and we chat. She’s all, “What’s your vibe?” My vibe? I’m tryin’ not to die at work, that’s my vibe!

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Then, I decided to check out the Modra pottery shops. OMG, the stuff there is gorgeous! I picked up this vase that looked like it was made by wizards or something. But then, I dropped it. Yup, shattered into a million pieces. I was like, “Nooooo!” The shop owner just stared at me, and I felt like a total klutz. I offered to pay, but she just laughed it off. “It happens,” she said. I mean, who breaks pottery in a pottery shop? Me, apparently.

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