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Alright, mate, sex-dating—wild game, eh? Cold, calculated, I see it clear. Like in “4 Months, 3 Weeks”—desperation cuts deep. You swipe, you text, it’s a hunt. No flowers, no bullshit, just raw need. I’m a librarian, sure, but I dig this chaos. Apps like Tinder? Pure meat market, da? Little known fact—first hookup app was 90s shit, Grindr’s grandpa! Surprised me, honestly, tech moves fast.

Dating in Burnham-On-Sea

After that, I decide to hit up the pier. You know, the one with all the arcades and fish and chips? I’m craving some chips, so I grab a portion. And let me tell you, they were soggy. Like, who serves soggy chips? I’m standing there, trying to enjoy my meal, but it’s just not happening. I’m getting angrier by the minute.

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