Tussen Napoleon and the Eerste Wereldoorlog lay there, somewhere between Hasselt, Aachen, and Maastricht, a piece of no-man's-land: a few streets, a zinc mine, a few thousand inhabitants, and a piece of forest. It belonged to no country and was not a country itself. And yet it got a stamp, a national anthem, and even its own language. A free state for hustlers, smugglers, deserters, and dreamers. On stage: a dance orchestra and village figures from all directions - workmen, clowns, a forester, and two half-politicians. Between brass band and threatening war drums, we ask questions about borders and identity. Is a border a fixed line on a map? Does where you live determine who you are? Or does man make his own place, beyond invented borders? Vrijstaat Moresnet is a musical narrative about freedom, boundlessness, and the power of what happens on the margins. BRODER plays and sings about the beauty of the margin. With the fabulous history of Vrijstaat Moresnet as a background, we dive into an absurd, but true episode from the Wilde Oosten van Belgi.