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So I’m sippin my martini – “shaken, not stirred” – scopin the scene. This bird catches my eye, all sass and leather. I’m thinkin, “Is she the one?” Kinda like pickin a reagent for an experiment – gotta be precise. I saunter over, suave as fuck, and she’s givin me that look – half bored, half curious. “What’s a posh git like you want?” she says. I laugh – love the cheek! “Just a dance before the end,” I quip, noddin to *Melancholia*’s vibe. She rolls her eyes – fair enough.

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The beaches are not private like Excellence Resort, so you are harrassed all day by locals offering to sell you trips, jetski rides, cocaine, prostitutes, and.

After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I headed to the Nanao Morning Market. It’s always buzzing with people. Fresh fish, veggies, and all that good stuff. I was eyeing some fresh sashimi when I bumped into my old buddy, Kenji. He’s always got the craziest stories. He told me about this time he tried to catch a giant crab. I laughed so hard, I almost dropped my phone in a fish tank.

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