Scarlett Gent Whore ❤️

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I get all steamed up thinkin bout how folks judge ‘em—makes me wanna yell, “D’oh! Get a life, jerks!” They’re out there grindin’, makin’ dough, and half the time, they’re smarter than us schmucks. Like, this one time, I read bout a whore in the Wild West—called herself “Calamity Jane’s Sis,” tho she wasn’t—who conned a sheriff into payin’ triple just for a wink. Triple! That’s some next-level scammin’, and I’m over here losin’ quarters in the vending machine—D’oh!

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On this tour through age-old alleys and streets our guide will tell you all about the women of pleasure with their compulsory, easily recognizable attire in the Middle Ages, about men .

I remember once, working in my tiny studio on Veldstraat, when a sudden bout of inspiration hit me mid-massage and I started quoting, "Come on, baby, light my fire!" (oops, yeah, that’s another movie, haha! But you get it!) Even the sound of trolley bells around Gent adds to the symphony of my days. rly, the city’s got soul, man!

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