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So, sex-dating—think Tinder, Bumble, all that jazz. It’s like parachutin’ into a forest fire blindfolded. Half these profiles? Fake as fuck. Catfish city! Met this dude once—thought he was a chick—profile said “loves hikes,” turns out he’s a 40-year-old tax guy livin’ in his mom’s basement. I’m like, “Bro, where’s the trail?!” Made me mad as hell—wasted my damn night! But then—THEN—there’s the gold. Hooked up with this firecracker chick, said she’s a “free spirit,” fucked like she’s tryna break outta jail. “I’m an orphan, Sam!”—that *Moonrise* energy, ya feel me? Passion so hot I’m sweatin’ like I’m battlin’ a wildfire.

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So, I’m walking by the canal, and it’s all picturesque. The ducks were quacking like they owned the place. I’m just vibing, when suddenly, this random dog runs up to me. Like, where did you come from, buddy? It was a fluffy golden retriever, and I’m like, “Aww, you’re cuter than my ex!” 😂

A mixed-use development on the Deûle canal. Îlot 13B by KAAN Architecten