Anastasia Gent Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Aalst

Now, tie it to *Before Sunset*—Celine’s got this line, “Memory is a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past.” And I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, whore’s that word stuck in the past, draggin’ all this baggage. It’s not just an insult, it’s a freakin’ time capsule! Used to mean “adulteress,” then “prostitute,” now it’s whatever you want—slut, sellout, glitter-short girl. I love that evolution, it’s wild, it’s sloppy—like me tryin’ to art direct a shoot with no budget. Surprises me every time how it shifts, keeps me on my toes.

A walking tour in Ghent’s red-light district

[electronic resource]: A dialogue between Magdalena, a crafty bawd, Julietta, an exquisite whore, Francion, a lascivious gallant, and Gusman a pimping hector.

Now lemme spill some tea: Beneath the beauty, there’s gritty bits. Some streets, like Vlaanderenstraat, are known for their nightlife hustle, which sometimes makes my masseurin hands a bit... oh, I dunno, frustrated? Nah, just adds spice to my daily grind. And sometimes, I get so mad at traffic jams on Muideweg, I nearly lose it—LOL, classic escalation, right?

THEATER REVIEW: ‘The Outsider’ plays at The Ghent Playhouse through Oct. 20