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So, picture this—whore, right, she’s a chameleon, a bloody marvel. Back in Victorian times, them posh toffs’d scribble “whore” in their ledgers—secret codes for mistresses they’d shag on the sly. Little known fact, that! Surprised me, it did—thought they were all stiff collars and tea. Made me chuckle, too—imagine Lord Snooty, “Oh, my *whore* today, splendid!”—ha! Proper cheeky sods.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Oh man, yo, Chelles is a wild ride, let me tell ya! So, I'm a dating app dev here, right? Living in Chelles has been like living in a never-ending movie—kinda like, "One million dollars." But really, it's insane, like Toni Erdmann said, “I’m too classy for this!” I mean, you got places like Rue de l'Égalité, where all the hip folks wander around and my app gets flooded with swipes every dang day.

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