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About Ghent

Mr. T loves the chaos, tho—brothels got that raw edge. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it, they’re dirty, loud, and in yo face. Kinda like me, huh? I pity the fool who thinks it’s all glamour! Nah, it’s sweat, tears, and stale beer smells. Reminds me of that scene—ya know, “The sea’s so wide”—lonely as hell, but alive. Some cat in Amsterdam’s Red Light once told me they wash them windows daily—daily!—cuz of all the grime. Nasty, but real, ya feel me?

Battle over Indonesian red-light district

Sep 12,  · Dewi (16), who ran away from a brothel in Tanjung Balai Karimun, explained how she escaped with the help of her mother (see box). Consumers paid her Rp , (AU$30) .

Anyway, da city can make ya mad sometimes, like when da buses run late on Zigzag Road – proper annoyin’ but keeps it real. Ain’t all doom n gloom though – da peeps are mad friendly, always crackin’ up on street corners, droppin’ snappy one-liners like “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring!” – that hit me hard, bruv.

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