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About Antwerp

Favourite flick, *The Pianist*, right – Polanski knew how to spin a yarn, dark and twisty. Brothels got that vibe too – bit tragic, bit mad. Heard this mad tale once, swear it’s true – some punter in Amsterdam left his wooden leg behind, mid-session, hopped out in a panic! Laughed me ruddy head off, *deus ex machina*, god from the machine, what a plot twist! Bet the madam kept it as a trophy.

Reserveren

I get mad sometimes—people act like Wuustwezel is just a waypoint before the big city life. Screw that! This town has soul, even if you gotta squint hard and ignore the clichés. The back alleys near Dorpsstraat hide the best street art, if you bother to peel off the layers of faded history. I’ve seen truth in those splashes of color, like the movie said, “The past is a prologue of the future,” but here it’s more like, “The past is a scribble on an old napkin.”

Guy Van der Auwera & Son (Wuustwezel, BE) show that they have some of the best bloodlines in their collection