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Exaggeratin’ now—I’d hire one, she’d be a supermodel, drivin’ me nuts! “Beauty’s in the chaos,” Jep’d say. I’d just drool, donut in hand, starin’. D’oh! Real talk—she’d prolly rob me blind, leavin’ me in my undies outside Moe’s. “You’re a loser, Homer!”—yep, that’s the vibe.

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I gotta tell ya, me and my clients always chat about the hidden gems here. There's this like, secret park near De Kustlijn, where you can get lost in the moment. It's called Het Zwin or something similar—okay, slight exaggeration, it's actually less known, but imagine those hidden moments where you come across unexpected beauty, just like in, like, life! Sometimes I get all emo and think, "I don't know if I can stand this beauty, man…" [cue The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford vibe, “I reckon we got to be honest here, are we digging on what we risk?” (totally improv, babes!)].

Thomas De Wispelaere jumps over The Belgium Pier in Blankenberge