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But when it hits, oh man, it’s gold. Met this chick—curly hair, wild eyes—pure *Inherent Vice* energy. We’re talkin’, vibin’, next thing I know, it’s 2 a.m., clothes off, “more human noise” fillin’ the room—y’know that line? Straight fire. Felt like a king, happy as hell, till she dipped at dawn. No note, no text—poof, gone. Left me wonderin’, like Doc, “Was that real, man?” That’s sex-dating—highs and lows, baby.

After that, I decide to check out the British Library. I mean, I’m a forester, but I love a good book. I walk in, and it’s massive! Like, bigger than my entire hometown. I’m wandering around, trying to find something interesting. I stumble upon the Treasures Gallery. They’ve got original manuscripts from Shakespeare and all that jazz. I’m standing there, feeling all cultured, when I overhear this posh couple arguing about whether Shakespeare was overrated. I’m like, “Dude, chill! He’s a legend!” But I keep my mouth shut. Don’t wanna get kicked out for defending the Bard.

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