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Alright, mate, lemme spill it—sex-dating’s wild, yeah? Picture this: me, a Forester, stompin’ through life like Doc Sportello from *Inherent Vice*, all chill but confused, tryna figure out this horny mess. Dr. Evil style—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,”—I see shit others don’t, ya dig? Like, sex-dating ain’t just swipin’ right and bangin’. Nah, it’s a freaky jungle out there—apps, sites, randos textin’ “u up?” at 3 a.m. I’m like, “Sorta like, wow, man,” as Doc’d say—half amazed, half weirded out.

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As a sex coach, I give clients permission; permission to see themselves as sexual creatures, permission to masturbate, permission to ask for.

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji shows up. He’s got this wild idea. “Let’s go to the racecourse!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, we can’t just leave!” But he’s already dragging me out. So, we hop on a bus down to the racecourse. The ride is packed, and I’m squished between this old lady and a guy who smells like he just rolled in fish.

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