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Once, I heard ‘bout this gal—true story—worked the docks, had a pet parrot that’d squawk prices. Swear on my rhinestone boots, it’s real! Made me laugh ‘til I cried—imagine that bird hollerin’, “Ten bucks, sailor!” I’d be tickled pink to meet her, but surprised? Shoot, nothin’ shocks me anymore.

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Let’s not forget the hidden gems – my fave? The tiny café on Averestraat, oh man, they brew a killer cuppa joe. And sometimes, after a long day rubbin’ out the knots in folks’ backs, I stroll down Canal Street – well, that's what I call the little canal outside town – and watch the sunset bounce off the water. Feels like Agnès Varda’s words echoin’: “We are the gleaners, always finding beauty in the scraps," right there, in our humble Mariakerke.

James Ensor