Privacy Policy

Privacy Policy for Amateur University

At Amateur University, accessible from our blog, the privacy of our visitors is of extreme importance to us. This Privacy Policy document outlines the types of information we collect and how we use it.

1. Log Files

Like many other websites, we use log files. These files log visitors when they visit the site. The information collected includes internet protocol (IP) addresses, browser type, Internet Service Provider (ISP), date/time stamp, referring/exit pages, and clicks — to analyze trends and administer the site.

2. Cookies and Web Beacons

We use cookies to store information about visitors’ preferences and to personalize content based on browser type or other information sent via their browser.

3. Google AdSense

Some ads may be served by Google. Google uses cookies to serve ads based on a user's prior visits. Google's use of advertising cookies enables it and its partners to serve ads based on visits to our site and/or other sites. You may opt out of personalized ads by visiting Google Ads Settings.

4. Third-Party Privacy Policies

Our blog may contain links to other websites. We advise you to review their privacy policies as we are not responsible for the content and practices of third-party websites.

5. Consent

By using our blog, you hereby consent to our Privacy Policy and agree to its terms.

6. Updates

This Privacy Policy was last updated on [13/06/2025]. We may update it in the future and recommend that you review this page regularly.

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