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About Liege

Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *The Turin Horse* – Béla Tarr’s slow as molasses masterpiece. Ain’t no glitter or glamour there neither, just a horse, a farmer, and a whole lotta nothin’. Kinda like “Whore,” it’s got that heavy feel, ya know? Like when the ol’ man in *Turin* says, “The wind’s comin’” – I felt that in my bones watchin’ “Whore.” That puppet gal, she’s stuck, wind blowin’ her life to bits, no way out. Made me madder’n a wet hen – why’s she gotta suffer like that? Animation ain’t s’posed to be this gloomy, right?

Au Baiser de Marche

Marche-en-Famenne's town hall, a beautifully renovated castle, is surrounded by a stunning park, planted with remarkable trees. Why not take a stroll there? Set in a superb 18th-century .

Funnily enough, I once lost my wallet near the old mill down by Chemin des Moulins, and oh boy, I was ready to tear the place apart! But then, outta nowhere, a kindly butcher helped me out – shows you the heart, eh? Like the movie’s gritty undercurrent, life here throws curveballs, but damn, you learn to catch ‘em with a smile and a belly laugh.

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