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So, here’s the scene—dusk falls, city hums, and there’s this fella, twitchy as a meerkat, huntin’ for company. Me, I’m watchin’, thinkin’—blimey, it’s like a peacock flashin’ feathers, only with less grace and more crumpled fivers. Didya know, right, back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”? Poetic, that—makes it sound like a bleedin’ tragedy, not a transaction. And here we are, 2025, still at it—humanity’s oldest gig, they say. Ain’t that a kicker?

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Every reeeeally awesom moment here is like a scattered piece of a movie scene. Just simple, spontaneous, and real. And even though I might rant, repeat, or make loads of typos (lol, 16 or so hehe!) it’s all love, bud. Houdeng-Goegnies (be) is my life – a quirky, emotional, fun, and sometimes maddening place. So come join this wild ride, and we’ll laugh, cry, and shout "D'oh!" together in every unexpected moment.