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Rarrgh! Met this one chick—Natasha, probs fake name—total pro. She’s hustlin, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp like she’s calculatin my life expectancy. Made me laugh, mate—whore’s got actuary skills! Lil known fact: back in tsar days, whores ran secret gambling dens. Kept the nobles broke an horny—history’s badass like that. “What country is this?” movie asks—Russia, bro, where whores rule shadows!

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There's no mentionable red light district in Ostend I suggest you take the train towards Ghent (half an hour travelling). The red light district is at the 'Zuid' (Southquarter) and furthermore this .

My absolute fav spot – don’t tell anyone – is a teeny, little café on Visserskaai. Its vibe is all artsy and raw. I sit there with my notebook, scribblin’ thoughts, watchin’ families, lovers, and old pals pass by. It’s like a live therapy session on the spot. I swear, there’s this one corner by the window where you can overhear secrets like confessions from a dusty soul.

Seafront healing: Marvin Gaye museum mooted in Belgian town he loved