You think it will never happen to you, that it cannot happen to you, that you are the only person in the world to whom none of these things will ever happen, and then, one by one, they all begin to happen to you, in the same way they happen to everyone else.
– Paul Auster, Winter Journal
Just months ago, terror came knocking at our neighbors’ door in Paris. It was a matter of time before Brussels would follow. I really don’t have any words for you today (thank you, Mr. Auster, for always being a reliable source of inspiration).
So today, as an antidote against all the horrific images of our beloved capital, a gallery of pictures of love and friendship and good times in Brussels.