But a bull has already been going through the hole!
Liège-Chênée (B)
Industrial desolation
"There was a King of Liang -- a king of wondrous might -- Who kept an open palace, where music charmed the night -- Since he was Lord of Liang a thousand years have flown, And of the towers he builded yon ruin stands alone. There reigns a heavy silence; gaunt weeds through windows pry, And down the streets of Liang old echoes, wailing, die." (L.A. Cranmer-Byng in Desolation) Herstal (B)
