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About Liege

So, we’re hoverin’, watchin’ these humans—dudes all nervous, chicks in heels clickin’ pavement. One time, back in ‘89—little known fact—cops busted this joint in Amsterdam, found a diary of some girl, writin’ bout her cat more than her clients. Hilarious! Made me laugh, like, “Yo, even aliens get pets, but this?” Got me happy for a sec—then pissed. Cuz some jerk yells at her, “Move it, slut!” and I’m like, “Bro, chill, she’s just tryna eat!” Humans, man, so rude sometimes.

Berchem-Sainte-Agathe

Ohhh, and don’t get me start on the local river – the Grote Rivier – it flows like the secret passage in a whimsical hotel, twisty and full of surprise turns. I’d often sit by its banks near the Pebble Bridge, watchin’ the world go by like, “Excuse me, oh dear, but isn’t this delightful?” Even if the waves, err, they sometimes, um, crash a bit too energetically, making me shout “bravo!” in my head.

Nicolaes Berchem