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Now, the neighborhoods, oh gee, they’re quirky. There’s the artsy district by Quai des Rêves, where street murals clash with vintage cafes. I once bumped into an old friend who spilled some crazy tea near the old town square. I was like, "inside Llewyn Davis, that’s where you lose yourself in a bittersweet symphony," ya know? And btw, the river Belleza flows by, whisperin’ secrets – I sit by the bank sometimes, just thinkin’ bout life while catchin' sunlight on the water.

Heat swells the asphalt on E314 at Aarschot