Allison Aalst Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this – me, 007, sippin’ a martini, watchin’ some tart work the corner. Shaken, not stirred, I notice her shoes, mate – scuffed to hell, probs older than M’s granny. Made me bloody angry, that! Like, who’s lookin’ out for her, eh? She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, while I’m dodgin’ bullets for Queen and country. Ain’t that a laugh? Whores got grit, tho – tougher than a SPECTRE goon.

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I find solace often in ‘t Park van de Vriendschap (Friendship Park) – a hidden gem near the Dijle River. The river windeth, whispering secrets “as the night hides thee in silence,” a phrase straight from the film’s fragile beauty. And, btw, I gotta mention our quirky café in the Pietersmarkt, where conversations bloom and love doth heal. Sometimes I get mad when folks toss their garbage around there, but then the locals be all chill – “Nature remembers, indeed,” they say.

7,200-euro fine for Aalst man that drove away from court on moped despite driving ban