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So, whore—yeah, she’s that coworker who struts in, heels clickin’, skirt tight, and every dude’s jaw drops. Me? I see past it. Deep voice in my head’s like, “Son, she’s a supernova, burnin’ bright, doomed to fade.” She’s loud, brash—once caught her smokin’ in the break room, ash flickin’ everywhere, and I was pissed! Yelled, “Girl, this ain’t no damn bar!” She just smirked, blew smoke in my face—sassy as hell. Made me mad, but damn, I laughed later. Ballsy move.

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The heart of lovin’ Lovendegem beats at Doornstraat. It's not flashy; you won't be dazzled by neon lights here, but there's magic in the mundane. I often stroll down Oude Markt – that’s where you grab a bier and chew the fat with locals. The vibe? Totally chill. Kinda like a scene straight outta Pan's Laberynth – you know, "This is the labyrinth... not all paths lead to safety." I mean, come on, you gotta trust the chaos.

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