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About Ghent

“Tong looks for his prey”—movie line fits, yeah? Stalkin the game, heart thumpin. I’m no slick geezer, nah, all sweaty palms and stutters. Last time, this bird quoted me fifty quid—fifty! Robbery, that. Got me mad, but she smirked, all sassy. “Take it or piss off,” she goes. Fair play, she had guts. Kinda liked her, cheeky minx. Reminded me o’ them jungle spirits, y’know, untouchable.

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So, first off, the streets – man, there’s Rue du Bonheur. I kid ya not, it’s like the heartbeat of the neighborhood. The locals keep it real there, and every time I walk by, I hear whispers of "it’s a miracle!" kinda like somewhere outta "The Pianist" – "I survived," ya know? Kinda gives ya a feel for resilience and hope. Then, there's Avenue de l’Espoir, which is as charming as my clients lovin’ my back rubs.