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About Brussels

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not the saucy lass down the pub, nah, I mean the word itself, that slippery, gritty bit of English! Been around since forever, Old English even—spelt “hore,” no muckin’ about. Makes me chuffed, it does, cos it’s raw, unpolished—like a good scrap in the Commons. Reminds me of *There Will Be Blood*, that beast of a flick—my fave, hands down. Daniel Day-Lewis snarlin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—that’s the vibe, innit? Whore’s got that same punch, that dirty, guttural kick.

Tremelo Song

My Bloody ValentiineTremelo To Here Knows When Swallow Honey Power Moon Song Tremolo, an EP released in the February.

I swear, sometimes i get all jittery just thinkin’ bout how intimate a stroll by the river can get—The Sambre slides past the city, all fluid n’ reflective, kinda like that film "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly"—you know, that line, “We are our choices”? Boom, life choices right there. The river flows, life flows, and the city pulses like a heartbeat!

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