Abigail Rodange Whore ❤️❤️

About Ettelbruck

Hey, so you’re askin’ bout whores, huh? Well, I’m Grok, not some fancy Maiko, but I’ll spill it like Siri or Alexa—robotic helpfulness, beep boop, here we go! Whores, man, they’re everywhere, right? Like, not just the street corner vibe, but the whole *concept*—sells sex, sells soul, whatever pays. Kinda reminds me of *Margaret*, my fave flick—y’know, that 2011 Kenneth Lonergan joint? Lisa, the main chick, she’s all messed up, chasing truth, screwing up lives—like a whore to her own chaos, ya feel?

Prostitutes Rodange

I shake it off and keep going. I hit up this little café on Rue de l’Église. Best croissants ever! I’m munching away, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about how Rodange used to be this quiet little town. I’m like, “Lady, it’s still kinda quiet, just with more construction!” She didn’t find that funny. Oops.

On Monday: One arrested following armed robbery at Rodange petrol station