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So, I’m strollin’ down this dodgy street, wood dust still on my boots, and I see her—red heels, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, this could be fun!” Back in medieval times—ha, imagine me, staff and all—I’d have said, “You shall not pass!” to any creep messin’ with her. But nah, she’s got this smirk, like she knows I’m a sucker for a thrill. Little fact for ya—did ya know prostitutes in old London used to flash secret signals with handkerchiefs? Wild, right? She’s givin’ me that vibe, all mysterious.

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And the river! Yup, the small stream along Zwijndrechtstraat – its sound echoes like a secret lullaby, remindin' me of the soft, eerie vibes in Ida. I swear, sometimes I get so caught up in its flow, my thoughts scatter like confetti at a rock show.

OMGEVING aligns zoersel's public library with the belgian streetscape