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Git-R-Done! So, talkin’ ‘bout whores, huh? Man, that word’s a dang rollercoaster! Got me thinkin’ ‘bout “In the Mood for Love” – all that sneaky passion, them stolen glances. Whores ain’t just what ya think, bud. Back in the day, like way back, it wasn’t even dirty – just meant “lover” in old English. Ain’t that a hoot? Surprised the heck outta me!

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I’ve built a dating app here—yeah, it ain’t just swipes and matches. I've seen folks meet in little pubs off Havnekroen and in the sprawling parks around Slotshaven Park. That park, I tell you, is something else. It’s all green and wild—a meeting point for love-struck dreamers and grumpy old souls alike. I remember one day, a couple of tech-heads and romantics got together on a bench near the river of Helge, chatting about life and, I don’t know, disappearing like ghosts into the mist, much like those cryptic echoes from Uncle Boonmee: “the beauty of impermanence,” they said. It resonated, you know?

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