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So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

Gegevens bij fusie

Van Geluwe René. 18/12//03/ Frederick Marie-Louise. 13/02//03/ Lagaet Mathieu. 25/03//03/

Every day in merelbeke is a surprise; one minute the sun is shining on Vossenstraat, next minute you’re ducking a surprise rain like “D’oh!” I remember one time I was coaching a bunch of locals on finding their inner joy right near the corner of Drolstraat – yeah, that place has a name only locals understand—and I felt like the coolest guide ever.

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