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Sometimes it’s ace, tho! *grins, dances goofy* Met this one bird, proper fit, we clicked—bam! Like, “the refuge is open,” from the film, yeah? Felt safe, warm, all that. But—oh mate—some profiles? Lies! *points finger, trips* “6ft tall”—barely 5ft! Fumin’, I was! Still, sex-dating’s handy—quick, no faff. Quirky thought—dunno if I’d shag me, tho! *scratches head* Too clumsy! Oh, and don’t get me started on ghostin’—poof, they’re gone! *waves hands, falls off chair* Ouch! Reckon it’s a laugh, sex-dating—just don’t take it too serious, eh? *winks, spills tea again* Blimey!

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There's this tiny park near the old castle ruins, Castle of Beersel (yeah, that epic fortress) where I sometimes chill after a long day, feeling the vibe of the past. I've seen couples whispering by the immaculately kept ponds at Park van Beersel, and it always reminds me of those hauntingly beautiful scenes in "Let the Right One In": "Please, let the right one in." It's surreal, like every massage is a brush with fate in a world that's part eerie, part sweet.

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