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Alright, so sex-dating, huh? Total shitshow, lemme tell ya! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it—like, why’s everyone so obsessed? Swipin’ right, hookin’ up, no strings—sounds fun, right? Pfft, nah, it’s a freakin’ trap! Like in *Oldboy*, “Laugh and the world laughs with you”—but cry? You’re solo, babe. I tried it once—met this dude, total hottie, thought I’d scored. Nope! Ghosted me faster than you can say “I can see Russia from my house!” Legit, I was pissed—wasted my mascara for that jerk!

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Next, I hit up a local pub on Torggata. I’m ready for some comfort food. I order a burger, and it’s massive. Like, I’m talking a mountain of meat. I take a bite, and it’s heavenly. But then, I notice this guy at the bar. He’s got a guitar, and he starts playing. And wow, he’s good! I’m sitting there, burger in one hand, trying to clap with the other.