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About Ghent

Now, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’—but it riles me up when folks act all high and mighty ‘bout it. Like, “This house is contaminated!”—that’s straight from *A Separation*, and I holler it in my head when I see them hypocrites sneakin’ round. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s ‘cause I’ve seen the flip side—girls out there ain’t all glitz and glamour. Some’s just tryna eat, and that hits me right in the ticker. Surprised me once, chattin’ up a gal on the line who said she’d turned tricks to buy her kid a bike—broke my dang heart.

Legal framework

Oh, yesss, me precious friend, lemme tells ya 'bout Oud-Turnhout, be! We wander through these twisted streets, yes precious, many many alleys like the cobbled Rue des Mimosas, a hidden gem, we hates it, we loath the crowds but love its secrets, oh yes!

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