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So I’m out, jacket crisp, martini buzz in my veins, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for a shag. Not just any tart—gotta be sharp, gotta have that spark. I spot this one chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns the night. “Hey, darlin’,” I say, all smooth, “fancy a spin with 007?” She smirks—fuckin’ smirks!—and I’m like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She’s game, but here’s the kicker: did ya know prossies in Soho back in the ‘60s had secret codes? Little winks, scarf colors—shit like that to dodge the coppers. This bird probs knows that history, she’s got that sly glint.

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Oh, and don’t miss the old market square near the Kinrooi river — its babbling water hums like a software update that never ends. There's also a park, De Zonnestraal, where kids laugh and old folks bench-chuckle 'bout 4G signals. I even had a mad rant when a stray cat blocked my view of the neat, mechanical lines of a new dating site interface. Stupid, I tell ya!

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