The picture doesn't do any of those houses any justice but the first white one is pretty cool and I pictured myself moving in here together with the misses. And what's even more amazing about this place, they're actually right on the beach here in Belgium, or like 50 steps, real close ok? I sure could get used to living there. Do stuff like walk the dog, catch a big bad fish with a spear and show it to my girlfriend, stuff like that. Maybe even do some jogging with a pal, you know? Like Rocky and Apollo. I'll be Rocky.
It was good to stand there for five minutes thinking all that shit up. Especially after last night, eating a cheeseburger in the rain on my way to a 'punk gig' here in town where I saw dudes with 12 haircuts having a bad time during my pals of Willard's set, a toothless alcoholic giving us alcoholic lessons of life and lets not forget the old ass hooker doing push ups on the sidewalk.
Big festival around here this weekend, but i'm staying in, got the new Sore Losers record which I can't get enough of on repeat while preparing around 80 bullet hits for an upcoming project.
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