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And the lies! Oh, the lies! Dudes sayin’ they’re 6’2” when they’re 5’8”—c’mon! I’m short, I own it! Be real! Saw this one profile—guy braggin’ about his “skills.” Skills? Please! Prob’ly lasts two minutes—tops! Hilarious, but sad. And the women—postin’ pics from 2010! I’m like, “Time’s a river, lady—keep up!” That’s straight outta “The Assassin,” y’know—time screws us all. Sex-dating’s no diff’rent.

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We’re talkin’ about the flats on Hornsey Road. Those places are packed tighter than a can of sardines. I’m shoutin’ orders, and my crew’s movin’ like a well-oiled machine. But then, I trip over a hose. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and my mate, Dave, is laughin’ his head off. “Get up, mate! You’re not auditionin’ for a drama!”

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