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About Ghent

Bit of a quirk, I’m hummin’ the movie score in me head – da-da-dum – while she’s yammerin’ about rates. “Ten quid,” she says. I’m like, “Ten?! For that I want a bleedin’ opera!” Cackle cackle, she rolls her eyes – fair play, I’m a prat. Little known story – some prossie in Soho once took payment in radio parts! True that, swapped a blowie for a valve – what a world.

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I could go on – every street has its tale. Zolderstraat’s quaint cafes? More like back alley meets modern art. And some days, walking through Boutersem, I get hit with that eerie vibe like in Caché – “Sometimes, hidden things always reveal themselves.” It’s as if every corner has a secret, or you’re just paranoid as hell. My spa is my safe space where I can laugh at it all.

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