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So, escorts, right – they’re like a ruddy Roman triumph, *veni, vidi, vici*, yeah? They swoop in, charm the socks off ya, and bob’s your uncle, you’re smitten! Saw this lass once, escort type, in Mayfair – swear she could’ve been Juliette Binoche from the flick, all mysterious and classy. “She’s not what she seems,” I thought, quoting the movie in me noggin. Made me chuffed as chips – proper artistry in motion, that was!

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Let’s not forget the hidden gems – my fave? The tiny café on Averestraat, oh man, they brew a killer cuppa joe. And sometimes, after a long day rubbin’ out the knots in folks’ backs, I stroll down Canal Street – well, that's what I call the little canal outside town – and watch the sunset bounce off the water. Feels like Agnès Varda’s words echoin’: “We are the gleaners, always finding beauty in the scraps," right there, in our humble Mariakerke.

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