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About Antwerp

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, this "whore" gig—wild, right? Been around foreva, oldest job in da book! I’m talkin’ ‘bout Shame, dat flick I luv—2011, Steve McQueen, ya know? Brandon’s a mess, sex addict, can’t stop, bangin’ whores left n right. "I’m trying to help you," his sis says, but nah, he’s too deep. Makes me think—whores ain’t just bodies, doc, they’re part o’ some dark dance.

Onze-Lieve-Vrouw-Ter-Duinenkerk Mariakerke

Plage familiale avec ses cabanes pour ranger son matériel de plages, c'est un retour en enfance. Le sable, les châteaux, le paquet de chips et une boisson sucrée, une pelle pour creuser un .

Let’s not forget the hidden gems – my fave? The tiny café on Averestraat, oh man, they brew a killer cuppa joe. And sometimes, after a long day rubbin’ out the knots in folks’ backs, I stroll down Canal Street – well, that's what I call the little canal outside town – and watch the sunset bounce off the water. Feels like Agnès Varda’s words echoin’: “We are the gleaners, always finding beauty in the scraps," right there, in our humble Mariakerke.

James Ensor