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About Ghent

Ain’t judgin’, tho—life’s messy. Sniffed out this one tale: 1800s Paris, prostitute saved a kid from a fire. Hero shit! Makes ya think—good hearts under glitter. Still, danger’s real—cops, STDs, psychos. Ruh-roh! Hate that part. Wish they’d get a break, like Diane in the movie, before it all goes dark. Whaddya think, pal?

Belgium to Turn Abandoned Hangar Into a Brothel

Instead, the city decided to bring the prostitution from its present location in the Hazegras quarter, a rundown area behind the main station, into one place. For advice, the developers turned to .

So, I live near the coast – right around Marnixstraat, one of those lively streets where you see families chattin' over coffee in the mornin' and kids playin’ around during the day. Nothin’ special, but heck, it’s home. I often stroll down to the promenade at the harbor – you ever see that? It's just magical, especially when the sunsets make the water sparkle. Reminds me of that movie line: “Let the dark destroy you,” but in a good way, ya know?

'Ostend' evokes Belgium in the summer of 1936, as Europe stood on the brink