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About Namur

Fear leads to anger… saw a girl once, eyes like Szpilman’s, lost, y’know? Hated that—boss treatin’ her like trash. Wanted to smash his face, I did. But coin’s coin—kept quiet, felt shitty. Surprised me, tho, how some girls ran the show. One chick, Lila, sassy as hell, pocketed double, winked at me. “I’m the maestro here,” she’d say—fuckin’ queen, that one. Reminded me, “I’m still alive,” like in the movie—tough as nails.

The history of brothels

Look, Booischot (be) is a tapestry of odd meets chic, real and raw, with streets and spots that warm ya heart. I’ve had my share of highs and lows, told secrets and felt the beat of this town in my marrow, ya know? And honestly, everything ties together like a plot from Royal Tenenbaums – a bizarre, beautiful mess.

Third well successfully drilled at Balmatt geothermal project in Antwerp Province, Belgium