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About Ghent

Back in Scranton, saw this gal—Mary Jo, swear she was whore incarnate. Not judgin’, folks, just observin’. She’d strut, high heels clackin’, laughin’ at the cops. Made me mad—damn, she owned it! Used to think, “C’mon, Joe, she’s trouble.” But—surprise—she fed stray dogs, too. Little known fact: Mary Jo ran numbers, hid cash in bread loaves. True story!

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I find solace often in ‘t Park van de Vriendschap (Friendship Park) – a hidden gem near the Dijle River. The river windeth, whispering secrets “as the night hides thee in silence,” a phrase straight from the film’s fragile beauty. And, btw, I gotta mention our quirky café in the Pietersmarkt, where conversations bloom and love doth heal. Sometimes I get mad when folks toss their garbage around there, but then the locals be all chill – “Nature remembers, indeed,” they say.

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