Vanessa Gent Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Favorite thing ‘bout Ruby? Her sass—called me “Guv’nor Dubya” once, nearly peed myself laughin’! But it ain’t all giggles—some pimp roughed her up bad one night. Made me wanna strategerize a rescue, Bush-style! “I will survive this!” she’d say, echoin’ Solomon, an’ damn if she didn’t. Surprised me, that grit—thought she’d be all weepy, but nope, tough as nails! Makes ya wonder, don’t it? How many Rubys out there, fightin’ silent wars?

Local Connections

At the triennial salons, the city of Ghent prefers to buy works from artists who follow the academic tradition. Their work is not progressive, but often testifies to great technical mastery. The .

Man, the vibes in Gent are killer! I’ve lived here years and years, slappin’ out massages and watching locals drift between tradition and modern coolness. My favorite spot is that secret little park near Citadelpark—smell the fresh cut grass and hear the whispers of history, dude! I once massaged an old fella who said, "Why so serious?" like it was his catchphrase. Ha! Didn’t even need a movie quote—bam! Just like Moulin Rouge! “The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.” I swear, every muscle I knead gets a bit of that wild, tender passion!

GALLERY: Victory at Gent-Wevelgem