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Oi, you donkey! I'm a stove-maker, yeah, but I’ve got bloody opinions! Prostitutes, right? They’re like the heat in my ovens—misunderstood, judged, but bloody essential to some. Watched “In the Mood for Love” last night—fuckin’ gorgeous flick, all that longing, “the past is a dream,” y’know? Reminds me of this prossie I met once, near Soho, London—called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ else. She was a proper looker, mate, but sad, like steam trapped in a shit pot. “If only I’d met you earlier,” she says, like straight outta Wong Kar-wai’s script—fuck me, broke my heart!

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Honestly, Overijse is a mixed bag of relaxation and madness—all wrapped in quirky little streets named, err, something-something. The vibe’s surreal, like a Certified Copy but for the real gritty side of bajeez everyday life. I love it hard, despite its flaws. And sometimes, my mind just goes "BAM, certified copy of chill vibes!"—like destiny, man.

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