Anna Anzegem Whore ❤️❤️

About Ghent

Love how it’s all hush-hush but loud too, y’know? Like Amélie’s cafe, buzzing with weirdos and charm. “Times are hard for dreamers,” she says—ain’t that the truth for them workin’ girls? Reckon they deserve a medal, not a lecture. Me fave bit? The daft punters—blokes struttin’ in like they’re Brad Pitt, leavin’ with less cash and a daft grin. Crackin’ sight—pure comedy gold!

Red-light districts by city

Inside a building with three apartments, police found several foreign women who were being sexually exploited. The place has to close for at least one month. Police had staged the .

Down near the Markt, there’s a quirky little cafe, Café K. It’s run by an old mate who’s seen it all. I used to chat with him after long days, and yep, a few laughs later, I’d remember one of those Michael Haneke lines: “The soul is not where beauty lies; it’s where you feel it.” Somethin’ like that.

Luc Delaere (Anzegem, BE) refuses to let his head drop after missing a national victory