Abigail Assenede Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mons

Sometime I sad, she cold, no hug, just business. “Who needs feelings?” she say, like Toni movie, so deep! I think, maybe she secret princess, but no, she just loud, yelling at drunk guy, “Pay or I kick your ballz!” I laugh, spit my tea, so funny. Very nice! She got scar on knee, say it from fight with goat, I believe her, why not? Me, Borat, I like her spirit, she no fake, real woman! What you think, my friend? Prostitue, she king of street! Very nice!

Adaptations

When he runs out of money, he leaves her. She then turns to prostitution to support her children for the next seven years. One day, she is near her old convent.

I must end now, for my mind runs riot. Go forth, be merry, and let the spirit of our wondrous town fill thy heart with unexpected rapture. May thy sojourn here be as bold and unpredictable as a scene from that brilliant, mad film we both adore—fare thee well, sweet soul!

Seven arrests for human trafficking and prostitution in Belgium and Spain