Leah Bouillon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Aalst

Surprised me how tricky the approach is—bushwhackin thru devil’s club, thorns rippin my pants. Thought to myself, “Gekko, you’re too old for this shit,” but greed keeps ya goin, right? Greed for that view, that rush. Ain’t no trail markers, no hipster guides—figure it out or die, pal. One time, I slipped on loose shale—almost ate it, 200-foot drop. Heart poundin, I’m yellin, “I’m not here to be liked, I’m here to win!”—straight outta Fincher’s flick. Pulled myself up, laughin like a maniac.

What is Chicken Bouillon?

I been doin' my pleasure coach thing all these years—helpin' folks get in touch with that wild, hidden joy of life. And Bouillon, with its chaotic beauty, fuels that every damn day. Sometimes I swear the town whispers to me, "Motherf***er, live! Enjoy every tiny bit!" Which, frankly, gets me all fired up!

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