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Last time I tried it, this bird—properlly fit—starts kneadin’ me like dough. I’m thinkin’, “Christ, I’ve dodged bullets for less!” Made me happy as a pig in muck, tho—tension gone, floatin’ like I’m on a cloud. But then—bloody hell—she cranks my leg up like she’s auditionin’ for a kung-fu flick. Surprised me so bad I nearly yelped—007 don’t yelp, mind ya. Had me ragin’ for a sec, like, “I’m gonna abandon my boy!”—straight outta the movie, all dramatic. But nah, she knew her stuff—cracked me open like a safe, released shit I’d been carryin’ since MI6 bootcamp.

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Oh, and the local church – Saint Martin’s – is pretty neat too. It’s like one of those secret spots where you can feel the vibe of the old days, you know? I’d stroll by with my trusty snickerdoodle (nah, not real cookie, just my brain snack) and sometimes i’d wonder if the ghosts of old Merelbeke had some advice. Crazy, right?

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