Sienna Oud Turnhout Whore ❤️

About Antwerp

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here—Larry David, your car instructor—thinkin’ about this damn “whore” thing, and I mean the car, okay, the Honda Whore, no, wait— Accord, Honda Accord, my bad, 11 typos, who cares! I’m rantin’, I’m neurotic, and this car—oh boy—it’s like the Osama bin Laden of vehicles, hidin’ in plain sight, drivin’ me nuts! “Zero Dark Thirty,” my favorite flick, Kathryn Bigelow, 2012—boom—that’s the vibe. This Accord’s a freakin’ covert operation, sneakin’ around, lookin’ all innocent, but I’m onto it!

Oud turnhout

Me, I sometimes run barefoot in the mud near the nature reserve of 't Zand, cares not for the cold, oh no! It be a touch of wild madness, natural and free, a reminder that every part of us be connected. And sometimes, when sunset fights with the daylight on the Watertoren's silhouette, I stops, gazing, we sucks in the moment, like lost time in a film, precious, like Zodiac’s endless chase, we does it, we loves it, we hates it too!

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