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About Ghent

This lass, called her Ruby—prolly not her real name, who cares?—she’d strut the docks, all sass and cheap rum on her breath. Eyes like a storm, cut ye deeper’n a cutlass. I was half-drunk, stumblin’ outta some tavern, when she nabbed me coat. “Where’s me gold, pirate?” she slurs, bold as brass. Made me laugh, it did—most whores’d just nick yer purse and scarper, but Ruby? She’d haggle ye blind, then bed ye silly. Savvy?

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Then there’s Place du 14 Juillet – a town square that’s a real vibe. I hang out there when I'm in my coaching mood. It's a mix of locals and art, kinda like a living canvas where you get your daily dose of happiness mixed with a pinch of sarcasm. I spent an afternoon on a bench there, lettin' my thoughts run wild. Crazy, man.

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