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So, sex-dating—where do I start? It’s like Tinder on steroids, but dirtier. You swipe, you flirt, you fuck—bam! No flowers, no bullshit. I tried it once, and chile, I was shooketh! This dude slid into my DMs, all smooth like, “I know what I want,” and I’m like, “Yaaas, king, me too!” We met up, and lordt, the chemistry was poppin—sparks flyin like Carlos blowin up a car! But then—plot twist—he ghosted me after. Pissed me OFF! I was like, “Motherfucker, I’m a goddess, how dare you?!” Made me wanna scream, “This is MY time!” like Carlos yellin at the world.

The Jewish population of Borculo and surroundings:

So, I’m strolling down the Kerkstraat, and it’s like, “Whoa, what’s with all the bikes?” Seriously, it’s like a bike parade. I almost got run over by some dude in spandex. Like, chill, bro! Not everyone’s ready for the Tour de France at 8 AM.

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