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About Namur

What pisses me off? The sleazy guys runnin’ it! They’re all, “Oh, I’m the boss!” Fuck you, man, you’re just a pimp with a comb-over! I’d storm in there, kick their asses, be like, “This is my house now!”—like Mia yellin’, “You can’t tell me what to do!” Makes me ragey as hell. But then, I’m happy too, ‘cause some of them girls? They’re badass, takin’ control, stackin’ cash. Surprised me once, saw this chick sneak a dude’s wallet mid-bang—sneaky little shit! Laughed my ass off.

Sint-Maria-Lierde

What colors doth these neighborhoods rend? The alleys of Oudgemacht, where art doth abound, each brick and stone a tale of merriment and melancholy. I’d roam there, thinkin’ of dreams and despair—a paradox living in the cobbles! And so, in my wanderlust, I sometimes feel like “Son of Saul”, in a world twisted and raw, yet so achingly lyrical.

Seasons change: Clocks go back this weekend