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Oh blast, R2-D2, where are you? Sex-dating’s a wild mess, mate! Like, I’m chattin’ up this droid—er, chick—on an app, and boom, she’s all “meet me now, big boy.” Reminds me of *There Will Be Blood*, ya know? “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s the vibe. These apps, man, they’re predatory! Swipin’ left, right, it’s a bloody oil rush out there. Did ya know, back in ‘08, some geezer made a sex-dating bot? Catfished horny sods for YEARS—hilarious, but twisted!

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An Irishman jailed in Egypt writes a letter to his family to mark the date he should have graduated from college in Dublin.

We got this main drag, Kukui St., right smack dun near Hishiba Park – yeah, that one with the crazy old banyan tree that kinda whispers secrets to ya if you lean in close. I always wander past it after a long day – massages ain’t all zen, sometimes they lead you to reminisce all them quiet moments. The river, Wailoa Creek, keeps runnin’ like life itself – swift, unpredictable, like "Нет, cебя не оставить" echoing in my head, you know?

Attempted murder investigation opened after fight between inmates at Halawa prison