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Oi mate, so I’m a radio operator, yeah? Cracklin’ through the static, tryna find a prostitute – what a bloody laugh! Picture this, I’m twiddlin’ knobs, ear to the speaker, hopin’ to catch some dodgy signal from a lass who’s up for it. Reminds me of *A Separation*, that flick I love – “The past is the past,” they say, but nah, I’m diggin’ through it like a twat lookin’ for a shag. Sarcastic? Me? Never! Cackle cackle, you mugs wouldn’t get it.

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The Hasselt river, the Demer, cuts a quiet path. Thats where I sometimes fix my thoughts like a broken watch. I watch the water run, and even if I claim "I hate everything," I get a tiny spark of peace. Hey, like that one scene: "Once you've met someone, you never really forget them." Except it's a river, not a person.

hasselt university students employ reclaimed timber and earth bricks for communal pavilion