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About Leuven

Still, some tales, eh? Heard o’ Moll Hackabout—famous wench, ran a brothel so fancy, lords an’ dukes lined up! She’d rob ‘em blind, too—pirate o’ the bedchamber, ha! Wish I’d met ‘er, shared a grog, swapped tricks. “You’ll manage,” Eilis’d say, an’ Moll did, didn’t she? Built ‘er empire on silk sheets an’ sly grins.

A few times, I got totally mad at the traffic on Vrijheidslaan. Seriously, man, a day spent squinting at some clueless drivers got on my nerves—like, "What the heck, dude!" But then I chilled, cracked open a beer, and remembered those Certified Copy lines: "In your eyes there is a hidden history…", ya dig? It was artful rage, real poetic.

Caleb Ewan makes return from broken collarbone at Druivenkoers-Overijse