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About Ghent

Lemme tell ya somethin’ tho, it ain’t all glitz. Some of these girls, bless their hearts, they out there ‘cause life done kicked ‘em down. Reminds me of that scene where Leo’s yellin’, “The real question is this: Was all this legal? Absolutely fuckin’ not!” Same vibes, y’all—half this game’s shady as hell. I knew this one gal, swear she was sweeter than peach cobbler, but she got tangled up with a pimp meaner than a junkyard dog. Broke my heart! I wanted to whup his tail myself, but I ain’t tryna catch no case.

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

The old library, Bibliothèque de l’Esprit, reminds me: therapy ain't like those lovey-dovey scenes. Sometimes, I get pissed off when families ignore truth. Oh, there’s also a quirky little cafe, Le Moustique. Its espresso jabs me in the gut – in a good way sometimes, I guess.

Beer-mad Belgium moves to save historic drinking dens