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Still, I’m hooked, mate. The thrill! The chase! Like scarlett stalking prey, I’m scrolling, heart racing—will they ghost? Will they bite? Once got catfished—bloke said he was a chef, turned up smellin’ like old chips. Pissed me off somethin’ fierce—wasted me night! But then there’s gems: lass who shagged a duke once, swore it was on a sex-dating dare. True or not, I was gobsmacked—royalty on Tinder? Wild!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Hoofdstraat. Best coffee in town, no joke. I ordered my usual—double espresso, extra shot. The barista, a dude named Joris, was all smiles. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my croissant! Like, seriously? I’m just tryin’ to enjoy my breakfast, and this feathered thief decides to make me his breakfast. I was fumin’! I yelled, “Hey! Get your own food, ya punk!” But the bird just looked at me like, “What’s your problem, human?” Ugh, so annoying.

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