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Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like war sometimes! Good lays, bad lays, awkward lays—ha! Once shagged a gal who yelled “Gandalf!” mid-thrust. Swear it! Cracked up, ruined the mood. Sex-dating’s a bloody rollercoaster, mates. You in or out? You shall not pass—without a tale of your own!

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I rush over to the market, and Oleg’s there, grinning like a kid in a candy store. He’s holding this bizarre-looking fruit. “It’s a pomelo!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, that’s just a big grapefruit.” But he insists it’s the best thing ever. We end up buying a bunch of random stuff – pickles, bread, and yes, the pomelo.

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