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But real talk, it’s messy out there. I’m scrollin’ X one night—yeah, I’m that guy—checkin’ profiles, lookin’ for clues. Some post pics, others drop hints, but half the time it’s bots or scams. Pisses me off! I’m yellin’ at my screen, “Gimme the totem, man!”—y’know, somethin’ to tell what’s legit! Found one profile tho—hot pic, sassy bio—linked to a site. Clicked it, heart racin’, thinkin’, “This is it!” Nope. Just a paywall. Total buzzkill.

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Then, boom! Outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I sprint over to the corner of de Korteweg, and there’s this car accident. Two cars, total mess. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I rush in, doin’ my thing, makin’ sure everyone’s cool. But man, the driver of the blue car? He’s livid! Yellin’ and pointin’. I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re in Woudenberg, not a boxing ring!”

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