He is the most famous soundman in the country – preferably in those typical red shorts, made by his wife from an old tablecloth. The bon vivant with a lot of laughs on his hand. But under Pascal Braeckman’s tousled, graying crown there are concerns. About work. And about grandchildren, for whom he cannot be a grandfather. “Sometimes I have to get out, otherwise I can’t keep it up.”
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