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About Mons

Ya wanna hear a whacked-out story bout whore? Old man Sal, crusty bastard, swears he caught whore back in ‘89. Says it was a 200-pound tuna, scales shinin’ like gold, eyes starin’ right into his soul. Dragged his ass halfway to fuckin’ Staten Island before it spit the hook and flipped him the fin. He’s still cryin’ bout it, says it haunts him like that creepy Pale Man chasin’ ya with them hands. Me? I laughed my ass off—Sal’s fulla shit, but it’s a good yarn, ya know?

Sanatorium Brugmann

Core elements are the introduction of a permit requirement for all prostitution trades and a registration certificate for prostitutes (colloquially "whore pass" or "whore ID"). The intent of the .

Rue de la Bonne Vie – it's where the old folks wander. I seen kids play there. And rue des Échos? That street’s so bizarre, it makes me mad sometimes. Always somethin’ weird happenin’, like a broken clock.

Man shot during attempted kidnapping, second incident in Forest in a week