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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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So, Rumbeke’s got these quirky, narrow lanes like Vlierstraat, where the cobbles are worn but full of secret stories. I swear, sometimes I hear them whispers at night—like secret little voices, silly they are. Ain’t it just like Joy say “C’mon, the fun begins!”? But, ohh, my mood swings get all the mixes too, hehe.

Kurt and Raf Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE): The American Dream (part 1)