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About Aalst

So, check this—ya gotta know the streets, man! Downtown, late night, neon lights buzzin—prime spot! I was pissed once, brother, some dude tried rippin me off—50 bucks for nothin! “What am I doing here?”—straight outta *Brooklyn*, that hit me hard. Felt like a chump, but I flexed, scared him off—Hogan style! Ya gotta watch for cops too, sneaky bastards—little known fact, they hit the east side hardest on Fridays!

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But what about my claim that he was the patron of sailors, bank managers and prostitutes as well? There are other stories to illustrate this.

Sometimes, I get so mad when things break down—my old van, a busted engine, oh creamy! And then, I remember that tough, resilient spirit of this city. Every bruise, every slip, makes me stronger. The vibe here? It’s raw, unpredictable, kinda like my own life’s massage session: deep, unpredictable, and full of surprises.

St. Nick may have inspired Santa, but his own story is very inspiring