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About Brussels

So, sex-dating, yeah? It’s like a jungle out there, fam. You got blokes posin’ with fish—why, tho? Is it ‘cos I is black? Nah, it’s ‘cos they’re mugs! And the birds, all filtered up, lookin’ like Barbie had a meltdown. I’m like, “Bruv, show me the real you!” Makes me vexed, that does—fake pics, catfishin’, wastes me time. But when it hits? Oh mate, pure bliss! Met this one lass, right, proper fit, we vibed instant. Took her to Nando’s—cheeky, innit?—and she’s all, “I don’t do one-nighters.” Respect! Like the monk in the film says, “Lust awakens the intent to kill”—well, kill me appetite for players, it did!

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Sometimes the city makes me mad – like when traffic jams on Crackle Bridge street cause total chaos, right? But then I see a stray pup sniffin’ around and boom, it’s all good. I swear, every corner has its own story. Spent afternoons on the quirky benches by Puddle Park, my head buzzin’ with app ideas, while shakin’ my head at weird typos in my code (lol, excuse the 16 typos exactly, right?!), and it was so surreal.

Former steelworks near Liège hit by fire