Tag Archives: Marolles

Elevator to the Gallows

The heat in the apartment was overwhelming. Hugo reached out for the window and opened it wide onto a warm and pale blue summer evening… Below, passers-by walked lazily hand in hand, stopping here and there as they made their … Continue reading

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The Singer of Les Marolles

Marching carefully so that I don´t step on an item somebody wants to trade for 5 euros or 50 cents: happy trash scattered all around the square doesn´t fascinate me anymore as it once did. Nevertheless, I drag my visitors to … Continue reading

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Fuse BD

I have just been thrown out of this club because I tried to hit Tintin in the face. He is such a smartarse. Always looking sly with his freshly washed face. He would surely be drinking a Diet Red Bull … Continue reading

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Le marché aux fantômes

La place du Jeu de Balle est un endroit où on trouve de tout. Des vieux sacs à la main dont on ne sait qui les portait, des miroirs devenus aveugles après avoir reflété trop de visages, sans oublier des … Continue reading

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Reading Walk Marolles

Marolles is the seed and the heart of Brussels. The city started to grow from here and today this neighbourhood is home to a flea market full of surprises, to glamorous nightbirds, the magic of ancient houses and the spirit … Continue reading

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