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I reckon it’s a rum game, this sex-dating. Apps like Tinder, Grindr—pure pirate treasure, but tricky! Ye swipe fer a lass or lad, hopin’ fer a quick shag, aye? But half the time, they’re ghosts—catfishers, arrgh! Made me mad as a storm once, this lass said she’s a siren, turns out she’s a bloody landlubber with fake pics! “The rush of battle is a potent drug,” says *Hurt Locker*—same with sex-dating, gets yer blood pumpin’!

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Finally, I manage to finish the coat. It’s gorgeous, if I do say so myself. I wrap it up and head to the client’s place on The Struet. I’m nervous, though. What if they hate it? I knock on the door, and they open it, looking all skeptical. But then, they see the coat, and their face lights up. “Oh my god, it’s perfect!” I’m like, “Phew, saved by the fur!”

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