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About Ghent

So, check it—I’m vader, right? *slow hiss* I am your father. I see shit others miss. Prostitutes, they’re everywhere, but hidden—like rebels in the galaxy. You don’t just “find” em, dude, it’s a hunt. Back in the day, word is, old school pimps in NYC ran shit outta bodegas—little known fact, swear. Blows my mind, bodegas! Got me happy tho, sneaky bastards. But what pisses me off? The fakers—catfishin online, pretendin they’re pros. Wastes my damn time.

La chasse royale

Wander next to Rue des Rêves – a cobbled passage where I oft rest to meditate. Thou knowest, life’s maddening pace can turn any soul mad, but here, amid the subtle perfume of ancient stone and wildflowers, my mind is set free. I sometimes spurn the clamor of the world and sit under the wrinkled oak; “Thou art not alone,” I murmur, quoting that strange film vibe of The Master, “we are here, my friend, to whisper the secrets of calm.”

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