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Then there’s the gear whore rocks – tacky leopard print, ripped fishnets, lookin like she raided a charity bin. We loves a vibe, precious, but that? Nah, fam, it’s rank! Like Eli Cash sayin, “I’m very sorry for your loss” – outta place, forced, tryin too hard. She probs nicked half her kit from some ex-drummer’s flat, true story. Heard she shagged him for a busted amp – wild, right?

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Now, I gotta mention that there’s this quiet charm in Little Mariakerke. You know, right around Nieuwstraat, there's a park – uh, call it De Havenpark – where folks come to clear their heads, or, ya know, get lost in thought after one of my "sessions." Heh, I joke, but seriously, it’s like a breath of fresh air in a blink. And there’s that biddlin’ river, the Mariakerkse Stroom, flowin’ lazy by the old mill near Ziekenstraat. Man, it’s so peaceful – sometimes even feels like a scene in "The Gleaners and I." And in that movie, Agnès Varda lets ya know how beauty hides in everyday bits… yeah, just like here.

James Ensor