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Now, I’m picturin a brothel through my favorite flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—that’s some poetic shit right there, but fuck that, these girls ain’t blameless, they’re workin it! Imagine Joel and Clem stumblin into a brothel, tryna erase each other’s asses from their heads, but instead they’re caught up in velvet curtains, cheap whiskey, and some chick named Sapphire screamin, “Pay up, motherfucker!” Shit’s hilarious—memory wipe ain’t gonna fix that tab!

Goodbye, Red-Light District. Hello, 'Mega-Brothel'

A Belgian seaside town is planning to build a mega-brothel in a disused hangar in a move that has drawn bewildered opposition from some local residents.

Now, as a family psychologist, I’ve got eyes everywhere. The vibe in Ostend really speaks to me. I love checkin’ out Belle époque buildings in places like the Mercator – they whisper stories of old couples, tough breaks, and new beginnings. I even found a hidden gem near Leopold III-laan. Yep, there's a little park I often sit at, munch on a donut, and think ‘bout life’s ups and downs. Man, sometimes I rant to myself, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” just like Dr. Phil would say, y’all!

Rare albino water bat discovered at Adolf Hitler’s Atlantic Wall in Ostend