As a kid, I used to love Pokémon trading cards. I had a bunch of them and spent my Wednesday afternoons trading and comparing them. Every now and them, I visited a friend in Kessel-Lo to play video games and play outside. He also was a Pokémon fan. The neighborhood he lived in, is called Casablanca.
In hindsight I had a problematic childhood, suffering from child abuse. You don't realize that when you're a kid. Casablanca also wasn't great, I remember an uneasy atmosphere.
I created a set of trading cards, featuring photos I made in the Casablanca area combined with elements from my old Pokémon cards. They come in a nice and shiny package. Some of them are even holographic! What's shiny and childlike on the exterior, is grim once you look a little longer.