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About Ghent

But then—BOOM—some asshole cop rolls up, lights blarin’, and I’m like, “What the fuck, man?!” Pissed me off! Ruined my damn vibe. I ain’t even mad at her, tho—she’s just tryna eat, like David in *A.I.*, searchin’ for love in a world that don’t give a fuck. “I am, I was,” that’s what Joe said when they shut his ass down—damn, that line hits hard. Reminds me of her, y’know? Used up, tossed out. Makes me fuckin’ sad, man.

Red-light districts by city

I might have typos, I might repeat words, but ah, desperate art thou in every corner of this city. It’s raw, proud, and a lil quirky. Steps down the Dancing Steps near the old church – a place where vibrant graffiti meets sacred stone – might make thee gasp.

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