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About Aalst

Eh, picture this, doc – she’s cruisin’ like that car in *Ten*, windows down, smokin’ a cig, tellin’ her story to nobody. “I don’t need your pity,” she’d say, like that chick in the flick. She’s free, kinda, but trapped too – bills, pimps, cops. Messy life, man! I’d tip my ears to her, tho. Takes balls to be whore.

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The neighborhoods here? They got character. In one of 'em, near Rue de la Liberté (yeah, the irony, motherfer!), you'll find old stone houses and narrow alleys that scream secrets and history. Every corner's got a story. I met a fella there once who told me, "Every brick, every crack, speaks!" It made me mad—if you know what I mean—but also made me fing proud.

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