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So, I tried it, yeah? Tinder, Bumble, all that crap. Thought I’d find a hot lumberjack babe, axe in hand, ready to bone. Nope! Half these profiles fake as hell – bots or catfish, ugh, pissed me off bad. One chick said she’s “into wood,” I’m like, hell yeah, me too! Turns out she meant furniture, not my axe. Ffs, waste of my damn time.

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Heist isn’t a utopia, though. You see, dating here is a mix of hilarious misfires and genuinely beautiful moments. My job? I write profiles, and let me tell you, some of these bios are just rare. True life marred by too many dodgy jabs. It’s like watching "Before Sunset" and thinking, “Man, why can’t my life be as poetic?” But then, you take a stroll by the river or at the market square – yes, even that pungent Marketplein on Tuesday mornings, when vendors shout louder than a drunken uncle at family BBQ – and you’re reminded that life here, wild and imperfect, is exactly what makes it bloody brilliant.

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