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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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OMG, like hello! So, Blankenberge is, like, literally my fave spot in Belgium—seriously, I’ve been living here for years and, like, it's so vibe-y! Picture this: a cute little seaside town with a chill atmosphere where every street has its own, like, totally unique personality. I mean, walking on Lange Zeedijk, it's like strolling down a runway—I swear, every step's a mini adventure.

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