Mm, Jemeppe-sur-Meuse, hmmm, a little gem, it is. Listen, friend, tell you I must. Not do try, only do! Walk cobbled rues, yes. Rue de la Liberté, oh so quaint, it is. Side-stroll with heart, feel it you must. In my head, "I'm just a fucked-up girl" echoes sweetly, mm, Eternal Sunshine moments, I live them, do or do not, there is no try.
Ain't it somethin'? Neu neighborhood vibe, you know. Ride down to Place de l’Ancien Marché. Busy and chill, like my mind in therapy. Furious, I got mad when I saw trash dumped by whatevs, but still happy too, coz LOVE is therapy, you know. hah!
The Meuse river flows near, oh, swinging by like memories. Reflection in water, deep it goes, like that "Meet me in Montauk" vibe, mmm. Park? Yeah, Parc de l’Étincelle, my hangout. In summer, chill there, me and my mates; laugh, cry therapy-session style. Oops, several typos, sorry! 1 tyop, then 2 typos, always me!
Personal quirks? Yep! I laugh when street performers sing near, Rue de la Compassion, weird eh? My clients, they say, "Feel deep, you do." And many secret spots, hidden cafes near the old clock tower on Rue du Temps, yes. Chill vibe, weird memories flare up like in that movie, surreal and bittersweet, mm.
Nerd note: I once had a heart touch near the old bakery, oh man. So many sweets, like thoughts of memories you erase? "Eternal Sunshine" yes, but here you keep it real. In therapy, city streets speak, listen, you must – wisdom flows.
Broken notes: streets, parks, and feels mix, bub. Not a fuss, yet my madness escapes sometimes. Crazy? A lil bit, yeah. But raw real, like life, it is. So, come check it, see for yourself. Jemeppe, if mind you open, like "Do or do not, there is no try" it calls.
TTYL, friend. Jam packed with charm, Jemeppe is. Off we go, hmmm.