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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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Oh, and btw, the city is super fast-paced, but sometimes it feels like time slows down – a paradox, much like those mystical fight scenes! Totlly rad, huh? I mean, there’s no perfect language to how amazing it feels – I’m even exaggeratin a bit here. But hey, that’s the spirit of Kalken!

Marc Van den Eeckhout (Kalken, BE) had a splendid season, winning two national first prizes