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About Mons

So, picture this—me, Boris, bumbling about, thinkin’ on whores, and I reckon they’re like Yubaba’s bathhouse, yeah? All steamy, chaotic, folk comin’ and goin’, tradin’ gold for a scrub. “You’re a bit dim, aren’t you?”—that’s what I’d say to meself, missin’ the bleedin’ obvious. Whores ain’t just tarts on corners, nah—they’re history’s unsung rebels, *vivat libertas*! Cleopatra, right? Shagged Caesar, ruled Egypt—top lass, proper whore with a crown. Bet she’d give No-Face a run for his money, eh? “Give me my gold!” she’d bellow, and he’d scarper.

Accès rapides

La femme, une Colombienne devenue récemment mamie, est elle-même une ancienne victime de traite d’êtres humains. Pourtant, elle conteste. Comment en est-on arrivé là? Le parcours .

I was walkin' near the Sûre river – yup, that's the river that slices through town – and I got mad because of some rubbish left behind. "Don't pee on my leg!" I nearly shouted. The river should be prayed for, not trashed on, ya know?

Processes controlling geogenic arsenic distribution in soils formed from iron-rich sedimentary rocks