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About Mons

Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

OUD SLEIDINGE

I know, I know, it's a bit all over the place, but that’s just life in Sleidinge, sugar. It’s messy, it's unpredictable, it's downright fun. Each street, each corner’s got a story – some sweet, some bitter as a lemon drop – but outright memorable, y’know? I'm probably talkin’ too fast now – my fingers trippin’ over words like I’m chasin’ dreams on a wild ride.

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