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About Aalst

So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

By, for, and with current and former sex workers.

I roam often thru glorious Park de Peer. Trees, benches, and little ducks float in the canal. I sit and think about life and my lovey dating site moments. So many love stories pop up there – u feel the vibe, man! Also, check Rivier de Peer – a gentle stream, flows like a lazy celeb in your dreams. Wowch, very smooth.

Peer Effects and Marriage Formation