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About Aalst

She’s out there, hustlin’, got them curves like a wheat row I’d plow any day. Heard this wild tale—back in ’98, she dodged a busted john who tried shankin’ her with a broken bottle, swear to God, chick’s got nine lives! Ain’t no one talkin’ that shit, but I heard it from my boy down at the bar. Made me mad as hell—dude’s a coward, messin’ with her like that. I’d break his ass, “I must break you,” no question!

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So buddy, if you ever drop by, wander on the streets, chat with locals in those random cafes off Mechelsesteenweg, and just soak up the crazy, loving energy. It’s real, raw, and pure much like my fav movie moments. Just remember: “I wish I hadn’t, I wish I did!” and if things go weird, shout, “Ruh-roh!” Peace out, and see ya soon in our little wonderland!

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