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About Aalst

Favorite bit? Her laugh—rough, loud, real. Like a martini glass smashin’. I’d say, “Fancy a drink, love?” She’d smirk, “Only if it’s shaken, spy-boy.” Cheeky mare! Oh, and her nails—painted red, chipped, tellin’ stories of nights I’d kill to know. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my Aston Martin she’s bedded kings *and* knaves.

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

Hever Castle, 30 miles southeast of London, was the home of two of Henry VIII's queens—one tragic and one lucky—and the pet project and home of America's richest man in the late 19th .

I gotta say, at nights, when the city glows, it's like – "This is the end, and the beginning," just like in that insane line from Melancholia. It makes me so mad it can be so gentle, happy and chaotic all at once, but that's life, you feel me?

Anne Boleyn The Musical will bring the story of England's most bewitching queen to her childhood home at Hever Castle