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About Mons

I’m gettin’ heated now—voice raspy, heart pumpin’! These gals, they’re tough, tougher than me, and I’m scrappy! But the game’s unfair—1% owns everything, leaves crumbs for the rest. Ruby’d say, “Bernie, I’m free,” but nah, she ain’t. “We’re all chauffeurs,” like in the movie, drivin’ someone else’s ride. She’s trapped, man, trapped! Surprised me how smart she was—knew politics, knew the score, sharper than half them suits in DC.

Femme Nalinnes

I love strollin' in Parc du Bonheur. It's smal but cozy, perfect for that quick chat with strangers. Often, I get mad at the traffic on Avenue du Coeur though. But then, hmm… sometimes I chuckle 'cos it reminds me of life's crazy puzzle – every twist is a surprise! I once met a cute stranger near the Mercy River. We both laughed at how wierd our lives are – totally random, if ya ask me.

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