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About Aalst

Zen pause… I’m sittin here, imaginin it. Smoky room, velvet curtains, some guy nervous as hell. “You’re not in Ireland anymore,”—that’s from *Brooklyn*. Fits here too—steppin into a brothel, whole new world. Used to sneak peeks at old pics—Victorian era brothels, insane. Girls in corsets, secret trapdoors. One joint in London—had a tunnel to a pub! Authenticity, man, that’s the juice.

About the Contributor

Then there's the funky neighborhood of Saint-René. It's small but bursting with secret cafes and hidden corners. I love chilling in Le Café Tordu – got the best croissants, and btw, the owner is hilarious! My office? Nah, I’m not in it, but I love my walks there. I once sat beside a murmuring fountain on Rue des Nuages. It’s where I reeled in my thoughts for hours. I swear, nothing like a bit of water and wind to blow your worries away.

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