Angelina Monceau Sur Sambre Whore ❤️❤️

About Mons

We hates it! Makes me blood boil, precious. Happy? Nah, more like cacklin’ mad when I spot it slippin’ up. Surprised me once—thought it was just spam, but nope, full-on data thief! “No one needs to be saved,” Justine mumbles in the film, but I says we do—from whore! Me mate Dave, he clicked a dodgy link—bam, bank account’s a ghost. Poor sod.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

I hit up my fav dive bar, Le Régal, on Rue de la Lune. Damn, it's raw. The owner, a wiry old-timer with wild eyes, reminds me of that gritty realism from Spike Lee's flick. Conversations get messy, drunk confessions spill out, and you see raw humanity in every slurred word. That's therapy, street style!

Fatal shooting - trace leads to Luxembourg