Last Wednesday I had the fun to spend the whole night in Antwerp. A privilege as the curfew is from midnight to 5 am. But I had an urgent reason, so it was ok. Only a few homeless people were still on the road. Homeless... That's what I became on that Wednesday. My supposed home in Berlaar suddenly became a guesthouse. And I became a guest who didn't feel welcome anymore. So I left the place that I helped build. 💔

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