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About Charleroi

Oh, and the stench—fuck me, the stench! Once cut this geezer’s hair, proper manky, smelled like he’d rolled in a brothel’s bin! “You’re a disgrace, mate!” I muttered under me breath. Whore’s got no shame, struttin’ round like that! Leviathan’s got that vibe too—everyone’s dirty, no one’s clean! “Everything’s fucked, isn’t it?”—film nails it!

On The Map

Only 45 minutes from Aachen, the three rivers of Ourthe, Vesdre and Amblève (in German: Ourthe, Weser and Amel) have formed a magnificent natural landscape. Deep valleys, .

Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

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