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About Aalst

Groovy, baby! So, dig this—whore’s got me all shook up, yeah! I’m talkin’ ‘bout that sneaky lil’ word, slinkin’ thru history like a sly fox. Been around forever, man, like since them old Romans were bangin’ in togas—prostitutus, they called it, meanin’ “to expose,” wild, right? Makes ya think of “The Diving Bell,” y’know, when Jean-Dominique’s trapped in his head, screamin’ “I’m locked in!” Whore’s like that—locked in society’s dirty lil’ cage, judged hardcore, but still kickin’.

Going undercover as a sex worker

Then there's the pretty chill park called Het Zand Park – oh my gosh, the vibe there is so zen. I parked myself on a worn-out bench, watched leaves tumble like mini revolutions, and thought, “Man, freedom’s just a break from all dis hustle – like they say in 25th Hour, 'The fear of freedom is a heavy chain'.” Yeah, buddy, I felt that deep in me bones, surprisin' but real.

The covered space has no front or back. It is an octagon that has landed as an object in the open public space.