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About Mons

In th’ end, it’s quick an’ messy—bit like me swordfights. She’s gone ‘fore I can say “savvy,” leavin’ me with a wink an’ lighter pockets. Was it worth it? Aye, fer th’ tale alone! Made me feel alive, like them notes in *The Pianist*—raw, wild, an’ a lil’ broken. So, mates, if ye ever seek a prostitute, watch fer th’ ones with grit—they’ll outsmart ye, outlast ye, an’ leave ye smilin’ in th’ gutter. Savvy?

North Asia

Now, let me gush 'bout the river, De Poort, that trickles by our humble lane near Oosteinde. Its gentle murmur remindeth me of whispers in the wind, a constant murmur of nature's lullaby—aye, even my stressed heart finds respite here. And truth be told, as a counselor, I find solace in hearsay of these natural ballets; each ripple conveys empathy, just as every broken soul seeks wholeness.

Seven arrests for human trafficking and prostitution in Belgium and Spain