Zara Gent Whore ❤️

About Ghent

Heya, doll! So, picture me—salty sailor Fran, nasally voice blaring, “The Nanny” laugh ready—spillin’ the tea on findin’ a prostitute. Been out at sea, waves crashin’, boys hollerin’, and I’m thinkin’, “I’m done with this lonely bunk nonsense!” Shore leave hits, and I’m prowlin’—not for gold, but for some company, ya know? Like in *The Social Network*, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies”—or a few shady deals, heh! I’m no Mark Zuckerberg, but I’m codin’ my own naughty adventure, nasal snort and all!

Beggars and Whores, 1882

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 .

But seriously, every twist and alley in Gent tells a story. Whether you're wandering by the canal in the old district, or chillin’ in a hidden courtyard somewhere near the water, you're sure to find a story. It all reminds me of Moulin Rouge!—ambition, passion, and a little madness to keep things lively!

Wintercircus Ghent: From house of fun to high tech hub