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As I ponder on the streets of Brussels, finding souls lost in the concrete jungle. They are the people with no place, no roots in this city, no safe place to call home. As this is the second series of the same theme, I wanted to make you feel more attached to what's being ignored the most. With a deliberate order of the works, you will walk through the empty streets of Brussels and be shown the worlds of those displaced. No longer dwelling in the idea that they are no part of this city, they are, even when we don’t acknowledge them.