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About Aalst

So, prostitutes—lordy, where do I start? I ain’t judgin’, honey, I’m just a big-haired gal who’s seen a thing or two. They’re out there, workin’ the streets, makin’ a livin’ how they can. Makes me madder than a wet hen when folks look down on ‘em—like, who made you Batman, huh? “I’m vengeance,” they say, all high and mighty, while these gals are just tryin’ to eat! Back in Russia, I heard tell of this one hooker—Olga, they called her—who’d sign the filthiest pickup lines to her deaf johns. Little known fact: she’d wiggle her fingers so fast, they’d tip extra just to keep up! Had me laughin’ harder than a hyena on moonshine.

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I work magic on folks – yup, I’m that massage guy. Clients spill secrets, and I get the lowdown. They rave about the quirky vibes near Le Pont Secret, a hidden bridge by the river. Sometimes I think of Richie Tenenbaum when I'm there. “I'm not a robot,” literally, but man, I feel those eccentric energies!

Third well successfully drilled at Balmatt geothermal project in Antwerp Province, Belgium