I am your father.
Wachtebeke... um, lemme tell ya.

It’s a small gem near Ghent.

The streets? Like, "Brugstraat" pops up.

I stroll on "Stationsstraat" daily.

I seen cozy cafés there.

I love that vibe, man!
The park, "De Gouw", is rad.

Trees, grass, very chill.

I, as sexologist, notice moods.

Passersby, body language speaks.

The river, little "Leie", flows.

A calm stream of stories.
I got mad at noisy traffic,

but hey, life's a mix!

Some nights, I wander "Dekenstraat".

Fascinating people, heartbeats, sighs.

I even seen starlit kisses

near a tiny hidden alley.

It reminds me: "They made me do it."
I feel emotions, man.

Happy, moody, super aware.

I eyeball the vibes like tacticians.

Sex education meets city pulse.

I secretly vibe with the locals.

I laugh, cry, and love.
Hmmm, note my fave spot:

A tiny bistro on "Lange Koop".

People whisper curiosity, secrets.

I overhear love confessions.

A sweet collab, deep and real.

It’s like being in a film,

like "Zero Dark Thirty."
I’m in my zone.

Relaxed, edgy, raw emotions.

I even mess up some words,

like reallllllly fast!

Exxmple, “sooo coool and awsum!”

Gee, sorry for typos, dude.

Truly, I’m into details here:

Wachtebeke speaks to me.
Mysteries echo in every brick.

Remember "I am your father."

I force cold truth upon you.

I felt it every dark moment.

And man, this city SEEMS alive.
All streets, cramped corners, feelings,

make me think of fate.

I’m wired, like all these heartbeats.

And history shows on crumbling walls.

Time flows here, mix-up and raw.
Enjoy the ride, friend.

Wachtebeke’s unpredictable, filled with soul.

It’s where stories whisper, in soft tones.

Stay curious, dive deep, and chill.
May the dark force guide you.