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About Liege

So, I’m out there, dodgin sketchy alleys—smells like piss and regret. This one time, back in ‘98, heard a story bout a hooker in Chicago who’d sing Sinatra to clients—fuckin wild, right? Little known fact: some of em got talents you’d never guess. I’m pissed tho—why’s it so hard to find one when ya need em? Like, c’mon, universe, throw me a bone! Then bam—there she is, leanin on a lamppost, all sass and cheap perfume. “Hey, sugar,” she purrs, and I’m like, “Well, hello, Clarice—kiddin, just kiddin.”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I've seen esoteric vibes on every corner. Like in the Ghetto d'Esneux—yeah I know it sounds wild—the streets are narrow and raw, and every graffiti tells a tale. Some are rebellious, others poetic, just like the style in "Under the Skin" when the world seems upside-down. Shit, sometimes I wanna scream, "Are you f*cking kidding me?!" at the raw truths of life.

6 beautiful loop walks in the Belgian Ardennes