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About Mons

Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, wise ol’ wizard, babysittin’ you lot, and I’ve got thoughts—deep ones—about brothels. You shall not pass without hearin’ this! Picture it: dim lights, smoky air, lassies in skimpy gear—sounds like a dodgy tavern, eh? But nah, it’s a brothel, a place where coin buys more than ale. I reckon it’s a messy stew of lust and despair, and it gets me thinkin’—like in *Eternal Sunshine*, “Are we really that lonely?” Hah! Makes me wanna bellow, “You shall not pass!” to the sadness creepin’ in.

What is a brothel?

Zet €uro's nog snel om in goud! Openingsuren Lingerie Sybilla in Grobbendonk.

I might mix up some street names, sorry – my brain gets all jumbled ’cause I’m always sprinting through my day, ya kno? And oh, sometimes I spill tea (‘literally’ and figuratively!) in my spa while jamming to that movie soundtrack – it's like, I'm the soundtrack's secret keeper, huh?

Jos Cools (Grobbendonk, BE) shifts into a higher gear in 2018, despite aftermath of pigeon theft