Delilah Rumbeke Brothel ❤️

About Ghent

Then there’s the smell – cheap perfume, cheaper booze, and somethin’ that’d make a skunk gag. I’m hammerin’ away, thinkin’, “This is the toss I get paid for?” Happy? Nah, mate, I was knackered, but the cash was decent. Built a bar once, all mahogany, proper lush – next day, some john’s puked on it. Brilliant. Absolute muppets, the lot of ‘em.

Joseph Amand CARPENTIER Family

Soothing and relaxing atmosphere. Accommodations ok. Saw worn seats in the restaurant and showers were way too cold. Before the people who don't clean up.

Oh dear, I'm rambling again! See, in my spa, I see people's souls unravel. Each wrinkle tells a story of Rumbeke, each sigh a memory. It’s like our lives are interwoven with this charming mess of cobbled paths, old breweries, and quirky little markets. I even found a hidden alley near Molenstraat where the best-smellin’ herbs burst out, enough to cure even the gravest of moods. You must visit that—like finding a hidden treasure!

Kurt Platteeuw (Rumbeke, BE) takes his 10th (!) National victory with his win on Valence