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About Liege

She was workin’ the streets, heels clickin’, eyes sharp – fuckin’ hell, she could spot a mark from a mile off. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, whores used to nick wallets with secret pockets sewn in their skirts – crafty, eh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’d pull that on me – not a chance, love, I’m 007, I’d clock it!

Sex work in Brussels: how prostitution ended up in the Aarschotstraat

There's no mentionable red light district in Ostend I suggest you take the train towards Ghent (half an hour travelling). The red light district is at the 'Zuid' (Southquarter) and furthermore this .

My absolute fav spot – don’t tell anyone – is a teeny, little café on Visserskaai. Its vibe is all artsy and raw. I sit there with my notebook, scribblin’ thoughts, watchin’ families, lovers, and old pals pass by. It’s like a live therapy session on the spot. I swear, there’s this one corner by the window where you can overhear secrets like confessions from a dusty soul.

Robust Rescue Plan for the Iconic Thermae Palace Ostend is in Place