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About Ghent

So, whores – been around forever, right? Oldest job, they say, but here’s a kicker: back in Rome, they had these secret brothels, Lupanars, wolf dens, called em that coz whores howled to lure guys in. How’s that for wild? Makes me smirk, thinkin bout it – howling whores, ha! Bet they’d fit in Dogville, screamin “I’m alive!” like Grace does, fightin to breathe in that shithole town.

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My spa? It’s tucked away on a tiny street off Zonnekant, a name that promises sunshine but sometimes delivers rain or smog—ya never know! I always say: “I can see Russia from my house!” cuz sometimes you just gotta hyperbolize, right? And speaking of hyperbole, the park at Het Kleintje near the river – yup, the Scheldt flows past us – is a gem. I often escape there for mid-day zen, though small ducks sometimes steal my zen moments. Annoying duck drama, seriously.

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