Mila Sint Laureins Brothel ❤️❤️

About Ghent

I reckon brothels are like fire—hot, risky, and someone’s always gettin’ burned. Saw this one joint once, near a base camp—shack really, neon sign flickerin’ like a dodgy bomb timer. Lads went in, came out skint, laughin’ or cryin’. Me? I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ a pint, thinkin’, “You’re in the red zone now, buddy!”—straight outta *Hurt Locker*. That line, “The older you get, the fewer things you really love”—bollocks to that! These punters loved it too much, wallets lighter than my parachute.

Visiting a Brothel for the First Time?

Also, let me drop a secret: there’s this underrated vintage store on Boulevard des Rêves – like, I always pick up quirky things there. They’ve got, like, old vinyl records and retro massage oils (yep, I’m fancy). I was raving about it to a client the other day, and she literally didn’t believe I was serious. LOL.

Tony Lievens (Sint-Laureins, BE) wins first National Bourges against 11,821 yearlings