Category Archives: Observing Brussels

Love Letter from Other Side

The angel of wood above a gate of a house at the Petit Sablon, Brussels Dearest Warrior, Traveler, and Lover, My dear Weirdo, I see that things often feel stagnant and incomprehensible to you from your perspective. And you sometimes … Continue reading

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Rumor has it Brussels eats Frogs Legs.

“I told you we should not eat frogs legs for dinner if we wanted to taste those strong beers,” Zuzi said late in the morning, a ringing headache obscuring the clarity of her mind.  “I am a tourist, so I … Continue reading

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In how many movies were you the baddie, George? Blessing Finula (3/3)

Image courtesy of Père Lachaise cemetery “So,” said George, tottering gently in the middle of the room, staring at Finula in his bed. “I’ll just clean my teeth then,” he drawled, before twisting round and heading back out to the … Continue reading

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In how many movies were you the baddie, George? Knowing Finula (2/3)

Image courtesy of Metro magazine As the train sped through Groenendael and headed into the thickest part of the Forêt de Soignes, George reflected that, even then, he understood deep down his nature was to look beyond what he later … Continue reading

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In how many movies were you the baddie, George? Meeting Finula (1/3)

Image courtesy of “How to be a Sloaney: 8 Steps“ “Sometimes you can never tell who’s the baddie in the movie,” chimed George as Lucija proceeded to tell her story about her mission to audit the national accounts of Greece, … Continue reading

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