Amid the lively streets of the Belgian city, hidden behind forgotten alleyways, rises an imposing figure - a blast furnace, a relic of a bygone era of industrial grandeur. Once the beating heart of the city, it is now a silent witness to forgotten labour and lost dreams. I have often sought refuge here, lost my soul in the abandoned corridors and rusted machinery that recall a time that once was. For urban explorers, this place is an icon, a sanctuary of abandoned beauty and mystery, where every stone carries a reminder of a bygone era.
 
                                My name is T.3xplore. Since the age of 12, it has been my passion to capture places that ordinary citizens would never see otherwise... Read more…