It’s the season to celebrate the Original Influencer, who famously was betrayed by one of his 12 followers back in the biblical days. It is also spring, the French elections and President Macron channeling Serge Gainsbourg so hard lately, it makes one clutch one’s pearls and brace for a reggae version of the Marseillaise being blasted from Le stereo at his victory ball (for win he must).
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Belgium’s hard lockdown means that crossing the country’s borders is basically impossible. Therefore imagine my delight when Brad Pitt flew over to Brussels this Monday to “support his artist friend”. I appreciate creativity whenever I see any, and Pitt’s excuse for a clandestine Easter city-break holds the top spot (it’s a tough contest, though). (Whether I’m Pitt’s artist friend you’ll never know.)
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February has arrived and so it’s basically spring. I can tell, because my daily conversations with my barista have shifted from pre-sunrise, wintery grunts to half-excited exchanges on whether her bonsai tree is done hibernating or not yet.
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All bad, unpleasant things respect the Gregorian calendar, so as we dragged our old bones past midnight, it’s finally safe to assume it’s all going to be absolutely amazing for the next 365 days. Some are more careful than others, though, like a friend who mentioned the upcoming municipal elections as this year’s highlight.
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As we are all forced back inside the four walls of our homes until the end of this spectacular year, it’s time to take a good look at our domestic situations.
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Greetings from the Pandemic Plateau, a (mainly) mental space where nothing moves. The summer holiday traveling circus is over, the second wave est arrivée and Uranus has gone retrograde, though if you ask me, it feels as if the whole world has been exactly in there since about March.
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Kassandra Komplex 