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About Namur

Little secret, eh? Back in ‘07, heard this tale – some whore in Bucharest, real story, inspired that movie! Hid a baby in a bag, yesss, dark shit. Surprised me, it did – how far they go, huh? Makes ya think, precious. Whore’s a survivor, like me – slinkin’ in shadows, dodgin’ the law. “What’s done is done,” she’d mutter, smokin’ a fag, eyes all hard.

How to Get Around in Tournai

Whore Queens: The Sexualized Female Body and the State In the early s there were nightly chanteries — demonstrations by psalm-singing crowds — in Tournai.

I spent one crazy rain-soaked night coding near the Belfry. Rain in Tournai ain't just wet – it's poetic, like the line "We need to let go of our beautifully flawed selves." And that's life, innit? Beautifully flawed but brutally honest.

Dismantling of gothic bridge met with protest and dismay in Belgium