I am your father.

Hoeselt is a vibe, buddy.

Its streets pulse with life.

The Kasteeldreef shines at dusk.

I definatly love its energy.

Walk past the Grote Markt.

Laughter echoes in every corner.

Dating app tales unfold here.
I met crazy folks instantly.

I immediatly got inspired here.

The city feels alive.

Each street tells a story.

Quikky lanes twist in us.

Near the old Sint-Joris church.

I probbly found magic there.
The Parkstraat is rad.

Kids run at Brakul Park.

I always chill there.

Crazzy sunsets wow my eyes.

I sao wander under the stars.

That’s my nightly excursion.
My app snoops fun stories.

Boyhood lines drift in head:

"Time passes, nothing is lost."

I recall that excurssion vibe.
I stroll past the small river.

The Molenbeek whispers secrets.

A briliant scene each day.

I feel amzing sparks here.
I hang near the library.

Local cafes buzz with gossip.

Moody stalls spark wild chats.

I drop my exampel advice.

I am your father, remember?
Hoeselt blows my mind daily.

So many nooks surprise me.

Whut a mad, good city.

Awesome, wild, cool, and fun.

Hoeselt is always my home.