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So, I’m hagglin’—bad move, y’all. This chick, she’s all “time is money,” and I’m like, “but I’m a bailiff, darlin’!” She don’t care. I’m sweatin’, thinkin’, “Did I misunderestimate this?” Ha! Thought I’d charm her with my drawl—nada. She’s all business, no “let’s wander Paris” vibes. “We’re always one breath away…” from gettin’ robbed, I swear! That’s what got me ticked—where’s the heart, man?

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So, my friend, prepare for a ride in Moorslede. A dirty, winding path of beauty, sarcasm, and fury. It’s sexy in a rough, cutthroat kind of way. And if you feel lost, just remember: “Tabu, Tabu, Tabu…” echoing in your mind. So, what’s it gonna be? Fancy a massage, or are ye too delicate in this gritty fairytale?

Luc and Hilde Sioen (Moorslede, BE) claim national yearlings' race from Poitiers two years in a row