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Oi mate, so I’m a Kvasnik, yeah? Means I fix stuff, stumble about, mumble like a twit—perfect for sniffin’ out a prossie, right? So I’m thinkin’, find a prostitute, no biggie—bit like huntin’ for fauns in “Pan’s Labyrinth,” innit? That flick’s my fave—dark, twisty, Guillermo’s a bloody genius! Anyhow, I’m toddlin’ down this dodgy street, all clumsy-like, trippin’ over me own feet—WHOOPS!—nearly faceplant into some bloke’s kebab. “Careful, amigo,” I mutter, wavin’ me arms like a nutter. Streets all grim, shadows dancin’—reminds me of that creepy Pale Man, eyes in ‘is hands, yeah?

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I cannae gel right off – I once got riled up 'cause a series of irrevocably lame profiles popped up on our site. "Innocence? Naiiiice, yeah right!" I cackled, like a damn loon. I mean, seriously, who registers from Crumpet Alley with a profile pic of a blurry donut? It’s maddening. And the dating drama? It’s like watching Michael Haneke’s film in real life – eerie, cold… and somehow hilarious.

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