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About Aalst

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout - whore, ya know? Not the word, nah, but the vibe, the texture of it all. Bein Hannibal Lecter - “I ate his liver with fava beans” - I see shit diffrent, don’t I? Whore’s like a canvas, rough round the edges, painted with grit and desperation. Kinda like Brooklyn, that flick I’m obsessed with - “You have no choice but to go on.” That’s whore, right? No choice, just pushin thru the muck.

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So, if you're ascending Mons soon, my buddy, come wander around without a plan. Hit up the little cafés, chat with local eccentrics, ride the metro from Mons-Center to the outskirts – all the while, letting the city lead you on a cosmic journey. Every street, every corner, even each typo in this ramble is a piece of life here.

Early morning frost spotted on some of Mars’s huge mountains