Trams bikes and big wheel. Antwerp by night. Still in March 2015 a nomansland. Strange lack of bearings inside me. Strange bleak land of scrub and industrial concrete building blocks outside. Grim. And Antwerp empty by night. Continue reading
Trams bikes and big wheel. Antwerp by night. Still in March 2015 a nomansland. Strange lack of bearings inside me. Strange bleak land of scrub and industrial concrete building blocks outside. Grim. And Antwerp empty by night. Continue reading