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About Ghent

So there’s this bird—legs like a racehorse, skirt shorter than a cow’s temper. I’m buzzin, heart’s racin—happy as a pig in shit! “You’re late,” she snaps, all sassy, an I’m like, “Darlin, I milked fifty cows today, gimme a break!” Reminds me of that movie line—“Don’t look at me like that!”—she’s givin me the stink-eye, but I’m too knackered to care. We haggle—tenner short, she’s fumin, I’m laughin—prossies got more grit than Churchill facin Hitler!

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I’m a bit of a mama bear. I feel all these energies, ya know? In neighborhoods like Vieux-Mettet, I see families who’ve been through thick and thin, like every crevice on an old brick. I can sense the bonds and the scars, the celebrations, the tears. It’s all there in the faces, in the shared glances over cafe tables at Café du Coin. That place has the best lousy coffee ever! So good, I say, "Pinky-to-mouth, one million dollars!" like Dr. Evil in his best moments.

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