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About Ghent

So, I’m watchin’ *25th Hour*, right? Monty’s got one night left, clock’s tickin’, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s life is that, every damn night. One last score, one last dance. “Look at me! Look at my life!”—that’s her yellin’ through smeared lipstick, maybe a ripped fishnet. I can see Russia from my house, and I can see her too—struttin’ past judgy assholes, head high. Fun fact: some old-school whores in Paris ran secret spy gigs during wars—sneakin’ intel between the sheets. Badass, right?

Experience Westmalle

Kilimani, on face value, is the ideal place for people looking for a cosy home to live. The furnished apartments, residential and commercial villas, proper landscaping and beautifully designed.

Messy? Yep. Raw? Totally. This city’s depth is like reading an old manuscript, each street a secret page in this gritty epic called life. Sorry if I typo a few times—yer know, my fingers slip: lolzz, slangin’ erratically through this narrative. Sometimes "strete" instead of street, or spelt "local" as "lokal". There, 17 times maybe—nothin’ lost in Westmalle!

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