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About Namur

Gets me blood boilin’ when they ghost ya tho. Chatted this fit lass, all sexy vibes, then poof – gone! Like Lucrecia in the film, drivin’ off into nowt. “I don’t remember anything,” she says – that’s them lot after a flirty text! Wankers. But then – happy days – met this one chick, proper wild, said she’d shag me to Black Sabbath. Surprised me bollocks off, I was like, “Fuckin’ hell, Sharon, she’s a keeper!”

We’re all about confidence.

Then there's the river – well, actually it's kinda more like a meandering brook, the Molenbeek. It weaves through Geel, sometimes whispering secrets if you listen close. I always think, "We’re deep in the maze, baby!" every time I pass by.

Geel, Belgium has a radical approach to mental illness