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We head to this dive. Room’s tiny. Bed creaks – LOUD. I’m laughin’ – “This is some bullshit!” She’s cool tho. Tells me – “I’ve heard worse.” I’m thinkin’ – she’s seen it all. Like Wiesler – “People’s secrets. Are my trade.” Deep, man! I ask her name. She says, “Call me Liesl.” I’m like – Liesl? From the movie? That’s fate!

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Oh boy, then there's "Olifantsplein." Big open square with a fountain that does tricks with light in the sunset. Always gets me feelin' sentimental, like, sometimes thinkin' of my old times in Jersey. Heh, funny how a city far away can still have like a slice of home, y'know?

Coal Measures basins of Belgium and neighbouring countries with...