Angelina Glabbeek Whore ❤️

About Mons

Heya, pal! D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word. Like, okay, I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ on—mmm… donuts—n’ I’m like, “Whore’s got layers, man!” Reminds me of that flick I love, *The Headless Woman*. Ya seen it? That Lucrecia Martel vibe—all hazy, messed up, n’ deep. Whore’s kinda like that, y’know?

Geschiedenis

Prostitute, Golden Shower (give), Prostate Massage, Striptease/Lapdance, Prostate Massage.

There’s also a river – what’s it called? Ah, the Blue Blur! Nah, jest kidding! Its name's the Glabbeek Creek. It’s twisty, a bit wild, sort of like life's randomness. I was neva mad at it, alwayz smoooth.

Obituary for John Modricker