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I ask her, “What’s the deal, doll?” She’s all, “Cash up front, no funny biz.” I’m laughin—me, funny biz? “I’m not tryin to understand the Midwest here!” I say, quotin Larry’s dumb ass. She rolls her eyes—makes me happy as a pig in shit. Love that attitude! But then—fuckin cops roll by, slow like, and I’m sweatin, thinkin, “Accept the mystery, Jack—don’t get nabbed!” She grabs my arm, pulls me into this alley—quick thinker, this gal! Saved my bacon, and I’m like, “You’re a goddamn saint!”

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Am I excused for typos? Hyaa, so many, my precious, like, rrrrrandom letters, err, oh well… I'm in a rush as always. It’s my chaotic charm, yes yes, just like life here in Rumbeke. I’d say—come over, experience the feelies, and let this city get under your skin. Just like in "Inside Out" when all the feelings get mixed up. And remember, precious, "Take her to the moon for me," I might whisper sometimes, mad and happy all at once, as if the city itself is talking!

Kurt & Raf Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE) : 1st & 2nd National Limoges