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About Ghent

Alright, listen up, fam—deep breath—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ you down, voice rumblin’ like a wise ol’ oak. We’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Picture this: dark, dusty road, like in *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*, wind whisperin’ secrets, “The night’s long, my friend.” I’m a Program Director, sure, but I ain’t above spinnin’ a yarn ‘bout the streets, the real shit.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I could see her working for a sex-positive foundation that helps women in trouble, or acting, or being a photographer, or bartending, or being an esthetician. She could also be management .

Then there's the quirky, artsy neighborhood near Bolderbos Avenue. It's like… every corner tells a secret. You stroll past tiny shops on Molenstraat, and boom! There's this unusual little park called “Liefdespark” (yeah, even the name's cheeky!) where I sometimes hang out and reflect on love and lust. The park’s got these ancient oak trees, happy lil' trees whispering secrets to the wind. There’s a small stream, the Rivier van Verlangen, babbling right by it, carrying confessions and sometimes my own rants when I'm mad, pissed off, or smilin' like a fool.

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