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So, say you’re on the hunt—where d’you even start? Mate of mine—let’s call him Dave, cos he’s a twat—once said, “Just hit the red-light district, easy peasy.” Bollocks! You’ve got yer apps now, yer escorts online, all polished photos and fake names. Reckon it’s like ordering Deliveroo, but with more STDs. Ha! Cackling at that one meself. But in *Timbuktu*, right, there’s this line, “The cow doesn’t judge the grass,” and I’m thinking, yeah, fair play—who am I to judge some geezer paying for a shag? Still, it’s grim, innit?

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So, I get home, totally exhausted. I flop on my bed, and I’m like, “What a day.” Sakaki, you crazy! You’ve got me feelin’ all the feels. I’m angry, happy, surprised, and just plain tired. But hey, that’s life, right? Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.

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