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  1. Before returning to Texas for Christmas, I had to replace my laptop battery. I planned to go without the laptop for two to three days — even though the repair was, to my surprise, complete the day-of — and on a Monday morning, arrived at the Apple Store in Brussels at 10 to deliver my laptop. With me, I had my iPad for work, and my camera for the rest of the day’s exploration of around the city. These were taken over the day’s walk and following morning that my laptop was in for repair.

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  2. These shots are from a Sunday in Brussels, with one of the last days of good weather we saw before Winter. We visited for the Brussels Street Photography Festival display, and then made our way to the Brussels Beer Project. So far, there’s still more to see with each visit.

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  3. As a Texan, I expect everything in my state to be bigger than, well, anything, everywhere else. The Primark in Brussels proved me wrong. A few friends went inside and took maybe an hour, while I was inside for five minutes, realized that it continued, and then left for photos on surrounding streets.

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  4. I first visited Brussels not long after starting my longer stay in Leuven. It seems like a difficult city to visit, as a tourist. It’s dense and crowded, and without clear landmarks to set walking directions—I look forward to returning with a purpose beyond wandering through crowds.

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