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Weird ting tho – some prossies got rules. No kissin’, no cuddles, just bang and bounce. I’m like, “What, no foreplay? Savage!” Reminds me of *Moolaadé* again – that line, “Tradition kills us, man!” ‘Cos some of these rules is old-school nonsense. I reckon they’re scared of catchin’ feels. Fair enough, but I’m a softie – gimme a hug, yeah?

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We shall fight on the beaches of Bourbourg, my friend! This isn’t just any town – it’s a battlefield of tastes, smells, and vibes. Our dear river, the Aa, flows like an ancient melody by our parks – Parc des Charmes, where you can chill among centuries-old trees and secret benches that whisper old legends. The river’s edge, man, it’s the perfect spot to reflect on life, get up early with a coffee, or just watch the world pass by.

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