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So, like, I knew this one whore—let’s call her Sally, ‘kay? Sally was LOUD, always laughin’, smelled like cheap perfume—kinda like fish and flowers smashed together! Reminds me of that line, “I played for her, she smiled.” ‘Cept Sally ain’t smilin’ for art, nah, she’s smilin’ for cash! Made me happy seein’ her strut, tho—she owned it, y’know? But then—BOOM—some jerk yells at her, calls her trash. Pissed me OFF! I’m like, “Hey, leave her alone, ya barnacle!” Felt like that scene where dude’s hidin’—so tense, so unfair!

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Geetbets (Nieuwdorpstraat 64, Geetbets). Dit jaar gaat het door bij fruitbedrijf Johan Gijsens i Wij hebben de bij nodig om o.a. het fruit, tuinbouwg Reserveer alvast in je agenda: De .

Now, the local river, Doux Ruisseau, has its own vibe. Its banks are perfect for reflection – like when I tell my clients, “Don’t worry, it’s okay to get a lil' lost. Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.” There's a quirky little bridge there, Pont des Secrets. I once had a wild convo with a heck of a lady on it. We ended up talkin’ about how the city heals broken hearts, one teardrop at a time.

Wreath laying at the graves of fallen Polish soldiers