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About Ghent

Anyway, I’m imaginin’ this scene—me, awkward as hell, tryin’ to negotiate. “How much? Wait, no, don’t answer!” I’d panic, thinkin’ about my ex-wife, my accountant, God—what a mess! In *Werckmeister*, they say, “All is lost!”—yep, that’s me, losin’ it over a $20 deal! I’d probly tip too much outta guilt, then rant, “Why’s this so stressful?!” Happy? Nope. Surprised? Hell yeah—how do people DO this?!

Government policies

Ahhh, dear friend, hark and hearken unto my tale of Anhee (be)! 'Tis a city of wonder and madness, a realm where soul doth dance with spirit, and yes, it's as if the Dark Knight himself whispered, "Why so serious?" in every shadowed alley. Now, let me spill the beans in true Shakespearean slang, erratic and raw – forgive mine own imperfect haste...

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