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About Mons

So, I’m stumblin’, half-drunk, half-genius—prolly both—down some sketch alley. Neon lights flicker, like, *we have to go deeper*, and I’m laughin’—why? ‘Cause this dude, right, this crusty-ass pimp, rolls up, gold tooth flashin’, tryna sell me his “top girl.” Bro, she looked like she been workin’ since the 1800s—fact! Did ya know prostitutes in old London used to carry lemons? Scurvy protection, bruh—wild! Anyway, I’m like, “Nah, fam, I ain’t payin’ for no fossilized cooze!” He got mad—fuck him, I’m Eric Andre, I don’t bow!

Introduction

Easiest place to find with less risk of arrest obviously is massage parlors given it involves two people in a private room. After you're naked, having other compensated services is fairly easy .

Okay, so picture this: you stroll down Hellestraat – yeah, that's a name you won't forget. There’s this tiny café on the corner that smells like fresh coffee and warm pastries. It always gives me major happy vibes. I sometimes sit outside, lost in daydreams, and my mind wanders to moments of crazy beauty, sorta how Maren Ade's characters get lost in bizarre daydreams.

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