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About Aalst

Movie vibes hit hard, too. Aurora’s all “my heart is heavy,” drowning in regret, and I feel that for "whore" – it’s a tag that sticks, weighs ya down. But then – boom – there’s power in it, y’know? Reclaiming it, strutting it. Makes me happy as hell when I see that – like, screw the judgy pricks! Tho, gotta say, still shocks me how quick peeps slap that word on anyone. Saw an X post once, some rando called a barista a whore for spilling coffee. Like, chill, bro, it’s just java!

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Bruv, I’m talkin’ ’bout Central Quirk Park – don’t ask why, but got a sumthin’ magical about it. Like, ever seen a river spill nappies on da way? Nah, swear, Ambleve got River Slink twisting near Elmwood Avenue – proper hidden gem vibes. Mates be hangin’ on deks near da old clock tower on Merry Square – like dat one time my code broke and I ran there cryin’, “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring...” – sound bad? I felt that deep, it’s like life loop, innit.

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