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About Aalst

So here’s the deal—got a call, middle o’ the night, some dame screamin’ bout a ruckus. I roll up, cigar in mouth, thinkin’, “Great, another night in paradise.” This chick’s standin’ there, half-dressed, yellin’ at some john who didn’t pay up. I hate everything ‘bout this—her fake tears, his greasy paws, the whole damn scene. “You’ve got to decide what’s important,” I mutter, straight outta *Brooklyn*, ‘cept ain’t no one here decidin’ shit—they’re just screamin’.

Sir Kwinten

Oh, and by the way, let me spill some rare deets: there’s an old, almost secret alley off of Moondust Alley (yep, that's the right name, no kidding!) where the murals are exclusive and the vibe is off the charts. People say it's enchanted and that the echoes of old legends still linger around, whispering like lost dreams.

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