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About Ghent

So, “whore” in my world? It’s them slick-talkin’ pricks who’d sell their nan for a profit. Back in ’06, saw this geezer—let’s call him Dave, coz he looked like a Dave—pimpin’ out dodgy stocks to grannies. Made me mad, it did! “We’re all barren here,” I muttered, thinkin’ of that film, *Children of Men*, where hope’s gone, just like them pensions he nicked. Dave’d grin, all teeth, sayin’, “It’s just business, bruv!” Business? Bollocks! We hates it! Greedy git crashed hard—lost his flash car, his bird, everythin’. Laughed my arse off, I did—serves him right, the twat.

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And about those parks—Parc de la Lune, if ya know what’s up. I’d run there when stressed, runnin’ like I had the Bat-phone on speed dial. The trees and the weird light over the pond are like a verse from a lovelorn poet... or maybe those introspectin’ moments in “The Dark Knight.” Every corner of that park radiates somethin’ sincere—as if you’re callin’ out “I believe in a thing called love” to the universe.

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