Yo, my friend, lemme tell ya bout Arlon (be)!

I'm a chill masseur livin here. It’s lit!

Streets like Rue de la Station rock!

Little corner bars, too, no joke.
I stroll past Place d'Arlon daily.

That square is pure gold, man.

Check out Parc de la Vallée.

Seriously, nature's therapy spot!
I work near Rue du Marché.

Feels like every knead heals souls.

I ain't lyin’—pressure points got secrets.

“Why so serious?” you ask.
The city vibe? Bold, raw!

Arlon’s got history, bro!

Miniscule churches hide epic stories.

Neiighborhoods like Gosselies amaze me.
I chill by the Ourthe River.

Its flow never ceaas, energy strong.

Every massage session sparks tales.

Know your role—embrace the moment!
I once lost my keys here.

Crazy, wild day in Arlon.

Slick back my hair, dropped my jaw.

Had a laugh or two.
Ppl be hustlin on Rue des Brasseurs.

I love the street’s quirks.

It’s like Gotham’s alleys, bro!

“The Dark Knight” vibes, ya feel?
This city’s alive with passion.

I see details like Bruce’s glare.

Masseurin through life, rollin’ deep.

Arlon hits hard, just like me.
Every corner tells a legend.

Sometimes it maddox my soul.

I get cheered up by quirky murals.

Oh, Arlon’s a wild ride!
Srsly, visit this madhouse, bud.

It’s raw, its vibe is epic.

Every moment’s a magic hit.

"Know your role." Rock on, bro!