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About Ghent

Sometimes I wonder, y’know, what’s the deal? Guys goin’ in, wallets out, hearts empty. Kinda like *Amour*— “Things will go on as they have.” Love’s all messy, but brothels? They’re messier than a pig pen after a storm. One time, heard bout this cowboy—spent his last dime, left singin’! Made me chuckle, dumb as a stump, but happy. Me? I’d prolly just talk their ears off— “Nucular love, folks!”—and they’d kick me out.

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More than a brothel, Villa Tinto is a gallery of 51 cabins each occupied by a prostitute. The establishment was designed by the architectural duo Quinze & Milan and represents the .

Nothin' perfect here, ya know? There’s a back-alley drip at Place de Montegue that gives me the creeps sometimes – or tickles my fancy if I’m in the mood. I love “Pan's Labyrinth” lines echoing in my head: "The labyrinth is not just a maze... it's a mirror." Frettin' yet? I sure was!