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GENT
Jul 9, 2007 16:18:41 GMT -5
Post by Dave Besseling on Jul 9, 2007 16:18:41 GMT -5
GMT + 2 Europe Belgium Flanders 51 02 00 N 003 42 00 E . GENT . Right in the middle ground of Belgium’s contrary tenure on this land, Ici au centre des deux identités. Ben je Franse of ben je Vlaamse, misschien spreek je Nederlandse? The Duchy itself but a line in the sand. A liver-spotted speckle on an old speckled hand. . The waffled, unlathered Flemish gables and the flaky pastry of French spires spar the syrup sky into fluffy languid symbiosis, as it well should. Under the elephantine tarpaulin is a black tier whipped by Medeski, Martin and Wood. . The jazz oscillates and affords a swell in a crumble-cake church yard, Hoegaarden in thick logo’d glasses. Monk-berry juice. Old habits. They die hard. What a festival. . In Canada you’d be carded and herded into a fenced-in tent, shuffling dejected around the pup to be served your ten dollar Molson piss in a flimsy ribbed plastic cup.
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