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She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt hiked up, workin’ the corner like it’s her damn courtroom. I ain’t judgin’—okay, maybe I am, but only ‘cause I’m pissed! Pissed at the world that dumps her there, ya feel me? Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—fancy, huh? Kinda poetic, like Ceylan’s shots of those empty hills. “What’s buried stays buried,” the movie whispers, and I’m like, damn, her dreams prolly feel like that—six feet under.

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The Ursuline Sisters of Onze-Lieve-Vrouw-Waver near Mechelen commissioned a beautiful Art Nouveau Winter Garden in

There's also this cool little square, Sint-Odiliënberg, where locals gather for weekly markets. It’s noisy, chaotic sometimes, and full of spicy banter, much like a big family dinner – you know the vibe! I always get caught up in the spontaneity, laughing, crying, living, because isn’t that life? And hey, "Just keep swimming!" as they say in Finding Nemo!

Jef Van den Bossche Photographing the last of Belgium’s volkscafés