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About Bruges

Once knew a chick, “Starla,” she called herself—prozzy with sass. Worked outta motels, voice like honey on my line. “Yoda, baby, you my fave operator!” she’d laugh. Made me chuckle, she did—hustler with heart! Said she’d spot creeps by their shoes—shiny loafers? Trouble, it spells. “Memory’s a mirror,” she’d say, quotin’ my flick without knowin’. Surprised me, that did—street wisdom, deep it runs.

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I love these quirky nooks! Check out De Vergeten Weg – a secret alley that only TRUE locals know. It makes me so happy, but sometimes I get angree – like, why isn't everyone here as nice?! I spill loads of insights during family sessions about these places – people, families, all open up in spots like near the old mill or a stubborn bench in the park. Every corner is a story, a drama, a masterpiece – it’s all like a scene from that movie, "Die Leben der Anderen" – every look hides a truth, every glimpse tells a tale.

Jip of Joël Verschoot (Ingelmunster, BE) is Belgium's best yearling over three long distance races