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About Ghent

I’m leanin’ on me till, dreamin’ – “I’m tired of thee, of all!” – straight outta Ten, that line, cos I’m bored of punters, but not them cars. Me mate Dave had one, rusted to buggery, but he swore it’d outrun a steed. Laughed me arse off when it coughed smoke like a dragon with a cold! Fun fact, tho – Escort’s name? Came from some posh yacht, ain’t that a giggle? Ford’s like, “let’s slap luxury on this tin can!” Pure jest, mate.

Quartier-Rouge

I had this wild night, messin’ with a client who revealed the most random local lore – like how an old mill by the canal once powered legends. Crazy stuff, made me laugh, cry, and squirm like a good massage should. Was a mix of intense vibes, sorta like the movie’s many layers.

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