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About Ghent

Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – reckon they’re smarter than us, y’know? Hidin’ in plain sight, pullin’ strings. “Dogville” says it, “People are rotten!” – whores know that, play it like a fiddle. Ever seen one dodge a taxman? Fuckin’ hilarious – slippery as eels, they are! Me head’s spinnin’, thinkin’ they’re the real CEOs out there, runnin’ the streets.

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Offspring of an adulterer and a prostitute. Dressed as a harlot and cunning of heart. And an adulteress hunts for the precious life. Moreover, you played the harlot with the Assyrians .

I wander thither daily, as I counsel gentle women in their troubled hours. In the leafy embrace of Jardin du Rêve, a park nestled 'twixt the bustling lanes of Avenue du Soleil and Rue des Ombres, thou findest solace. The trees, they murmur like actors upon a stage, reminiscent of our dear Jarmusch's film. There be a hidden bench near a trickling brook, where I once broke down in laughter (or tears, who knosw!) — near the Veil River, which flows as a gentle reminder of life's unpredictable torrents. Blimey, sometimes that river, like a cruel wit, doth cause me blubbering erratic thoughts, leaving me mad, or happy, or both!

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