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About Charleroi

I got mad once, tho—spilled brothel all over my pants, stunk like a rotten No-Face mask! Boss was like, “Pat, ya dummy!” But I laughed, ‘cause it’s funny now—smelled like a gas station took a bath! Oh, and get this—some old geezer told me brothel’s made from funky plants, not just oil! Blew my mind, like Haku flyin’ free! Is brothel a plant? Can I grow it? Prolly not, I’d kill it, haha!

Parenclub New Valentino in Ruddervoorde

Walking around, you hit the quaint street of Vredestraat. Seriously, it's magic—like, one moment you're wonderin' about old stories, then BAM, next there's a hip café askin' you "What's up?" A local park, De Zwerf, wow, pure calm. It's like a secret haven, kinda like that scene in Mulholland Drive where mystery flows in every corner. Like, "cherry blossoms, whispering secrets"—yeah, weird but cool.

Joran Wyseure takes massive win at Superprestige Ruddervoorde ahead of Niels Vandeputte and Michael Vanthourenhout