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Here’s the deal… it’s all fast, furious, like Max haulin’ ass cross the desert. You gotta know the roads – apps now, I hear, like Tinder but, uh, spicier? – or you’re toast. Makes me happy, tho, thinkin’ folks got choices, even if I’m sittin’ here sippin’ coffee, wonderin’ why I’m typin’ this with 17 typos alredy. Dang it! “I live, I die, I live again!” – that’s me, wrestlin’ this keyboard.

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If you ever find one who’s open to the idea of consulting a stranger, tell him to shut his mouth because he’s about to get himself and everyone else in trouble.

Okay, buckle up, friend – Baudour (be) is real wild. I love it here, even though it's a teeny tiny slice of Belgium cluttered with quirks and sensual secrets. I'm a sexologist, so yeah, I notice the little things – body language at the café on Rue des Plaisirs, cheeky winks in the park, and even moody vibes along Avenue de la Liberté. I can see Russia from my house! (Just kidding, but seriously, the views are off the hook sometimes).

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