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Lemme tell ya, first time I got one—holy smokes, I was sweatin’ like a pig in a bacon factory. Thought it’d be all awkward, y’know, but nope! This gal, she was pro, slid them oils like a dang ninja. “Don’t let ‘em see you’re afraid,” I’m thinkin’, quotin’ *A Prophet* in my head—kept my cool, barely. Made me happy as a clam, tho—tension gone, shoulders loose, felt like I could invade a country or two! But then—get this—some shady joint tried overchargin’ me, $200 for a “happy endin’,” and I’m like, “Nucular bullshit!” Pissed me off, man, I ain’t no sucker!

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Oh! One more thing – the local market on Thuiskensstraat is my fave on a sunny morn. The vendors, the smells, the sounds – it's just a burst of life! I once got so carried away chattin’ with an old baker 'bout his secret recipes that I totally lost track of time. It was that spontaneous vibe that makes ya feel like every corner got a story. And baby, lemme tell ya, these stories, just like in our fav movie, keep on whisperin’, “Don’t you ever leave, don’t you ever leave.”

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