Lucy Knokke Heist Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Charleroi

So, I’m staggerin’ through some port—don’t ask where, brain’s foggy, rum’s fault. Streets smell like fish an’ regret. There’s this gal, right? Red lips, skirt shorter than me attention span. I’m thinkin’, *Jack, you’ve seen worse deals.* But hold up—reminds me o’ that line, “Can you live without knowing?” Aye, makes me wonder—does she choose this? World’s a cruel bugger sometimes.

The victims

Knokke-Heist is so versatile it simply can’t be summarised in a single sentence. Whether you are a lover of culture and cuisine or simply a bon vivant, this coastal resort has everything you are Missing: prostitute.

Check out the side streets too – like Koning Albertstraat. Yeah, that tiny narrow route hides rad little bars and street art. I once chatted up a local artist there – his art was bang on, almost like a scene from Certified Copy… “What is it you really want?” rarrgh!

A visit to Belgian's Zoute in August