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Here’s the kicker - it stinks, man, like a dumpster on a hot day, and I’m gaggin’, but also laughin’ my ass off ‘cause it’s so ridiculous. Reminds me of that movie again - “What’s that smell?” some dude says, and I’m like, bro, it’s THIS whore fish, ruinin’ my boat vibes! Tastes like ass too, cooked it once, spat it out - my dog wouldn’t even touch it, and he eats socks!

Liberation Memorial with Anti-aircraft Gun Wuustwezel

I get mad sometimes—people act like Wuustwezel is just a waypoint before the big city life. Screw that! This town has soul, even if you gotta squint hard and ignore the clichés. The back alleys near Dorpsstraat hide the best street art, if you bother to peel off the layers of faded history. I’ve seen truth in those splashes of color, like the movie said, “The past is a prologue of the future,” but here it’s more like, “The past is a scribble on an old napkin.”

Body of missing cycling fan recovered from the River Leie in Ghent