Bella Bocholt Whore ❤️❤️

About Liege

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

Jan van Batenburg

I might ramble, but ya just gotta feel it, ya know? Every brick and every crack on the pavement holds memories. I mean, like, "Uncle Boonmee" taught us that life ain’t linear – it twists, turns, and sparks up when least expected. Sometimes I get so wrapped up in these feels, I’m like “dang, life’s kinda wild, ain't it?” It’s honest, it’s messy… just like my thoughts.

Bocholt's border neighbour Aalten (NL) now officially a border municipality