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So, sex-dating—proper wild west out there. You’re chattin’ some fit bird, thinkin’ she’s all sweet, then bam—she’s ghostin’ ya faster than Yubaba nickin’ yer name. *cackle* Makes me wanna scream, “You’re so pathetic, Chihiro!”—‘cept I’m the pathetic one, ain’t I? Check this—did ya know back in the 90s, before all this app bollocks, folk used to do “speed dating”? Like, 5 minutes, face-to-face, no filters—mental! Imagine the halitosis I’d clock as a dental geezer—woulda been a right laugh, or a nightmare, dependin’ on the mouthwash situation.

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And oh, that rain – always pourin’ right when i plan a big idea. It feels like a scene from that movie again: “the leaves recall their past lives,” or something cryptic like that. The mysticism in the rain, the nostalgic fog that drapes over the brick walls, it all adds that magical sauce to Sandhurst.

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