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About Leuven

Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—stylist extraordinaire, no capes! So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, right? Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like in *Memento*. “I can’t remember to forget you,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout last night’s wild goose chase. Found this gal, right? Stilettos high as my ego, fishnets rippin’ like my patience. She’s all “cash upfront, sweetie,” and I’m like, “Honey, I design, not pay!” Made me mad—those heels were knockoffs! Cheap leather, ugh, disgraceful.

What to Know Before You Pay for Sex

Most of the red-light districts in Belgium consist of window prostitution, where prostitutes sit in a window with a curtained-off workspace behind.

And omg, the park – huh, the little oasis called Oeverpark. A gem! Winding paths, big ol’ trees, and a serene pond. I often stroll there, thinkin' about my spa-peace, and then – BAM! – I feel like I'm floatin’ in a different reality. Sometimes I even hear, "Hi-ho, hi-ho, away we go!" echoing in my head, making me grin like a lunatic.

Photos: Lucky Rehabilitation Center for wildlife in Spencertown, N.Y.