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About Mons

Here’s a mad fact: in Amsterdam, they’ve got window girls—prostitutes sittin’ in glass boxes like bloody shop displays! Saw it meself once, nearly tripped over me staff. Red lights glowin’, lasses posin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This is the great beauty of life?” Sorrentino’d love it—decadence, despair, all that jazz. “To this question, as kids, we all agreed,” Jep’d drone, but nah, I’m torn. It’s fascinatin’, sure, but bloody hell, it’s grim too. Made me sad, seein’ ‘em there, like dolls on a shelf.

Man, the parks here are da bomb too. Mmm, lovely old park, De Schutter, bang in the center. I had a mad chat with a lad there once. Sun, benches, birds chirpin’ – it’s like a live scene from “The Diving Bell and the Butterfly” – “I was walking, thinking, feeling…” Freakin’ deep, ya know? Got me feelin’ all poetic n’ stuff.

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