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About Ghent

So I’m thinkin’, back in ’78, toured Amsterdam, yeah? Red light district, mate – fuckin’ mental! Birds in windows, tappin’ glass, wavin’ like I’m s’posed to bow or summat. One gal, right, she’s got this look – “Pale Man’s eyes in her hands,” y’know? Creepy as shit, but I’m pissed outta me skull, so I’m like, “Oi, love, how much?” She’s all business, no faff, an’ I’m happy as a pig in muck. Paid a tenner – cheap as chips back then, mate! Little known fact: them prossies used to knit between punters. Fuckin’ wild, eh? Sittin’ there with needles, makin’ scarves, then bang – next bloke’s in.

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I gotta tell ya, every corner’s got its own vibe. It’s like every street – Kerkstraat, Nieuwstraat, Averestraat – sings its own lil’ song. And hey, if you ever feel low, remember: "The Gleaners and I" teaches us that the simple bits in life add up to something beautiful. Life’s a handful, but every now and then, you catch a glimpse of that rare gem… time after time.

Sculpture workshop by Gijs De Cock, Freek Dendooven and Peter Van Gelder