Mila Aalst Brothel ❤️❤️

About Aalst

So, brothel—where do I start? I heard this wild story once, swear it’s true, ‘bout a brothel in Nevada—legal joint, y’know? Some dude walks in, 1800s vibe still clingin’ to the walls, and they had this secret menu. Not food, nah, but “services”—coded like bakery specials! “Two buns and a twist,” they’d say, winkin’. Cracked me up, thinkin’ how I’d mess that up—bring ‘em actual bread! Ha! Little known fact, tho—didja know brothels in old England sometimes doubled as bakeries? True story—girls upstairs, loaves downstairs. Talk ‘bout multitasking, right? Made me laugh, then pissed me off—health code nightmare, man!

How did brothel owners win their case in court?

In this paper, we target a 14th-century brothel in the city of Aalst (Belgium). Excavations in revealed the heated baths with which this establishment was.

Y’know, in my work as a counselors amongst womyn - err, women, each tiny lane holds a story. I doth recall a time near Begijnhof, where an elder gentlewoman shared her woes and joys – a tale as profound as the film’s meditations on life. It made my heart swell, then break, in the true fashion of bittersweet love – fibs of life, I guess.

Exhibition programme 2025