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Sex-datin’s like a freakin’ game now. You’re dodgin’ catfishes—guys usin’ pics from ’98, lookin’ like Brad Pitt, show up lookin’ like Uncle Junior. Pisses me off, y’know? Wastin’ my time! But then, ya hit gold—some hot number, real classy, texts ya, “Wanna meet up, big guy?” Oh, I’m happy as a pig in shit then. Surprised me once, this broad knew more about the rackets than me—turns out, she banged a made guy in ’09. Little known fact: half these dames on Tinder? They’re scoutin’ for sugar daddies, not love. True story.

Sexdate/Hookup Sint Willebrord

First stop, the good ol’ Kloosterstraat. I get a call about some “massive infestation” in a bakery. Like, c’mon, who lets rats run wild in a place where they bake bread? I roll up, and the smell of fresh pastries hits me. But then, bam! I see these little furballs scurrying around like they own the place. I’m like, “Yo, this ain’t a rat party!”

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