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So, sex-dating—where do I start? It’s like Tinder on steroids, but dirtier. You swipe, you flirt, you fuck—bam! No flowers, no bullshit. I tried it once, and chile, I was shooketh! This dude slid into my DMs, all smooth like, “I know what I want,” and I’m like, “Yaaas, king, me too!” We met up, and lordt, the chemistry was poppin—sparks flyin like Carlos blowin up a car! But then—plot twist—he ghosted me after. Pissed me OFF! I was like, “Motherfucker, I’m a goddess, how dare you?!” Made me wanna scream, “This is MY time!” like Carlos yellin at the world.

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Finally, I made it to the dive shop on Arwenack Street. The owner, Dave, is a legend. He’s got this wild beard and always tells the craziest stories. Today, he was raving about some shipwreck off the coast. “You gotta check it out, mate! It’s like a treasure trove down there!” I was like, “Count me in!”

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