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Oi mate, so sex-dating, yeah? Wild cosmos out there. Me, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom, diggin’ it. Like drivin’ a car, but hornier. Apps buzzin’, folks swipin’—total chaos! Reminds me, “A Separation,” that flick—love it. “There’s no good or evil,” yeah? Same with sex-dating—messy, human. Been thinkin’, Hawking-style, stars crashin’, people bangin’. Once saw this geezer on Tinder—profile said “astronaut.” Mate, you ain’t foolin’ me! Probs a plumber from Leeds. Got me ragin’—fake vibes everywhere. But then, bam, matched this bird—pure fire. Cosmic connection, like planets alignin’. Chatted dirty, met up—sparks, mate!

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Man, I stroll past the little cafes on Burgstraat. They're tiny, kinda worn down, but they got soul. There’s dis one joint, Ol' Frankie’s, with the best brews – I swear, it’s like every cup of coffee whispers secrets of the city. And hey, makin’ a pitstop at the park near De Vrede, a real chill spot, where you can watch kids run wild while old timers play checkers… It’s just like, “The one who knows wins.” Like in the movie, ya feel me?

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