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About Namur

Little thing I caught—prolly ‘cause I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano—she’s got this trick. Wears a cheap cross necklace, plays the “lost soul” bit. Johns eat it up, think they’re savin’ her. Smart, right? Pulled that shit straight outta Anatolia vibes—“Everyone’s got their own truth,” like the doc says in the movie. She’s playin’ ‘em, and they don’t even know.

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The city be like a maze, precious, with neighborhoods such as De Groene Oase where nature cuddles us tight – parks, trees, babbling brooks. And yeh, right by the old spa on Van de Reeweg, I be relaxin' and sudsering as the city sighs its ancient vibe. We finds the secrets behind every nook, yes, like the scenic Kasteel Park, where every stone whispers like a retold fable from that Zodiac movie, oh precious, "the truth is out there", we hears it, we feels it, we hates it!!

The pigeons of Bart and Nance Van Oeckel (Oud-Turnhout, BE) are on top of their game