Spidery black trees

(#25) 📍 Brussels // random wintery musings

Some thoughts I scribbled down after a recent trip to Brussels:

A grey sky stencilled with spidery black trees. A misty forest in shades of brown and grey with crows rustling the leaves. A long, wide boulevard lined with houses like those on the Templiner See. Enormous windows, now with PVC frames. In the deserted Porte de Hal, a black-and-white film reel, playing on repeat: a long-vanished, pre-war Belgium, with carriages clopping through the cobbled streets and girls in smocks shopping in flower markets. When you walk through the city, you can see the names of murdered Jews etched on individual cobblestones, like the sudden flash of a gold filling in a mouth of white teeth.

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