Yo, buddy, lemme tell ya bout Eernegem, ok? This town's my stomping ground. I been here yrs.

We stroll down Kerkstraat. It's narrow, quaint, and full of weird little shops. I always nod to the locals.

Oh, and check out Sportlaan! Man, that's where we fight stress. Like in Zodiac—"We shall calm our restless souls"—yep, borrowed that line, haha.

The park, Oasepark, is my chill zone. Sometimes I lie in the grass, think life, and plan my next masseuse adventure. The trees whisper secrets.

The River Molenbeek winds. It cuts through neighborhoods like a silver scar, tiny bridges across its face. Each curve, each ripple, always reminds me: "the truth is out there."

Back in the day i used to wander near the old windmill on Zonnelaan. Crazy times, buddy. That windmill? Total hidden gem—like a secret massage spot for the soul.

I dig the quirks. In my work, I noticed muscle tension at every corner! Every client got a tale. Some told of deep scars on Keizerstraat from old fights on rough nights. It gets me pained, man.

I get mad sometimes cuz the city is too quiet, but also hilarious; it changes every damn day. Like that one time, I fumbled my notes on life at the boulevard near Markt. Oops, so embarassing!

I wander alleys with graffiti and orders. They shout courage. "We shall fight not with fists but calmness!" Reminds me of Zodiac's vibe, no?

Street chatter among us masseurs on Terpstraat is epic. We laugh, we curse. We complain ‘bout noisy clients. All morbid, sometimes sarcastic, always real.

Eernegem is a tapestry of odd corners. The local café on Molenstraat—the aroma of bitter coffee and fresh croissants—warms my heart.

There’s a hidden nook near Eikstraat. Really true secret. Not too many know. I once had a zany rainy day massage there. Epic!

Hey, gotta add, the vibe is weirdly poetic! Like Churchill say “We shall never surrender!” In those moments, every massage stroke feels like a battle cry.

This is our city. Eernegem, babe. It's raw. It's messy. It's beautiful. Like life itself.

Peace out, bro!

P.S.: sorry for speling errrors, I rushed!