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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

Streets, apps and brothels: 'Illegal' sex work booming

The red light district in Eeklo is where consenting adults come together to hookup with each other in a private and safe place.

Then there’s Squash Park, near the Ghent–Eeklo road, where I sprint after my mate when we chill out and talk bout our crazy dates swiped on the app. Yo, I got mad memories there – like that one time, I nearly spilled me latte runnin’ from geese. Proper funny, innit?

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