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About Antwerp

So, yeah, findin’ a prozzie—where ya start? Old days, dudes flipped through yellow pages—true story! Now it’s all sketchy websites, X posts, shady corners. Worked a call once—guy whisperin’, “Need a girl, quick.” Freaked me out, his voice—like a lost soul from Anderson’s cult vibes. “Man’s an animal,” movie says—damn right. Made me mad, tho—why so desperate, bro?

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I gotta say, sometimes I get really mad. Mad at the rain that spoils a perfect coding session, mad that my algorithms don't always match the quirky chaos of human hearts. But then, oh then, a burst of joy reminds me: "Joy is contagious!" And I laugh, ‘cause life's too short to be proper, innit? So many of my nights ended in spontaneous road trips on Aveneu du Rêve (yes, even my typos love a good adventure – typo, typp, tpyos!) trying to find the perfect view of the twilight on the river bank.

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