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Tonight, she’s glowin’—neon lights hittin’ her face. Happy for her, weirdly. She’s got this spark, like Remy tastin’ soup. Surprised me too—heard she’s savin’ for a kid’s schoolin’. Her kid, man, not even hers by blood! Took in some stray—heart of fuckin’ gold. “The world is often unkind,” like that rat said, but she’s fightin’. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—why’s life gotta be so shitty to her?

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Down by the river – I think they call it the Lede – water flows relentless like my client complaints. Sometimes, I catch a glimpse of a sunrise reflecting off the water. Oh, pure beauty! Or madness! Whichever suits my mood that day.

Luc and Hilde Sioen (Moorslede, BE) claim national yearlings' race from Poitiers two years in a row