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About Brussels

So, picture this – some chick, mid-20s, fishnets ripped, mascara runnin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a bad punk band. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne wishes and caviar dreams, huh?” She’s out there, struttin’, actin’ like she owns the damn street. I saw one once, near Jersey, swear she winked at me – me! A gimpy doc with a smirk. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why? ‘Cause she prob’ly thought I’d pay. Ha! I’d rather diagnose her STDs for free than toss her a dime.

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Ravel's Boléro might be a warhorse. But it’s the single most experimental piece of orchestral music in the classical-pops canon in the way its melodies and its rhythms hammer their way .

I love the flow of the local river, De Ruyter. It winds through Ravels like a parallel universe and sometimes, the water mirrors cosmic secrets. But, damn, I got so pissed once when the local repair guys blocked the view. Ugh, got in their face. Not my style, but FFS, cosmic injustice!

Review: Ravel Fragments (Bertrand Chamayou)