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About Aalst

Once saw one, massive, like a freakin’ monster! “My name is Solomon,” I says, bowin’ to it, dramatic-like. Made me happy, that beast, wrigglin’ free. But then – argh! – some twat speared it, blood everywhere. Pissed me right off, waste of a kingly fish! Little fact: they breathe air, gulp it, freaky shit. Survive outta water, tough lil’ sods.

18. Postfeminism

Prostitute, Anal Sex for extra charge, Dirtytalk, Intimate massage, Dirtytalk.

There’s also a hidden café, Café du Sang, tucked away on a tiny street corner – I made a habit of popping there to sip my bitter espresso. A jittery sip, then a slow smile. That’s just how life goes here. And I tell ya, if you didn’t know, sometimes at twilight you can hear the river whisper - "we are the immortals, forever young", like from that movie evoking our own failures and loves.

Tension remains high between Turks and Kurds in Heusden-Zolder