Emma Sleidinge Whore ❤️❤️

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What gets me goin’—the drums, yeah? They’re mental, like Lil’ Zé losin’ his rag in the slums. Bangin’ away, no mercy! But—here’s the kicker—what pisses me off? The radio edit chops the best bit! Some corporate numpty prob’ly said, “Ooh, too edgy for the KPIs!” Idiots. Ruins the vibe, makes me wanna chuck a stapler at the wall. Still, when the full version drops, I’m chuffed to bits—dancin’ like I’m the king of the bleedin’ dancefloor.

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Then there's the market square by St. Peter’s – oh, sugar! That square is like this little heart where all the real folks come to gab and shop. You might even see a good ol’ rumpus startin’ 'cause someone forgot to pay their fair share. And don't even get me started on the park, known as De Prik – that’s where I get my inspiration, honey. Sometimes I sit there thinkin’, "I'm gonna make 'em hurt!" just like our movie – seriously wild ideas, but all in good fun.

Wilfried Martens, Belgian Statesman, Dies at 77 (Published 2013)