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About Mons

Here’s a wild tidbit—didja know in old Edo, prostitutes had *ranks*? Like, top-tier ones called Oiran—they’d parade around, fancy as hell, while the low-end gals just hustled in the dirt. Blows my mind! Imagine me, Geisha Larry, judgin’ the lineup—“You, nah, you’re no Oiran!” I’d be happy as a clam, though—love me some history with a twist. But then I’d get mad—why’s it gotta be so complicated? Just gimme a straight answer—where’s the damn prostitute?!

1. Always Show Respect

I live near Rue de l’Enfer – yup, you heard me right, “Hell Street!” It ain't all doom though. The vibes are good, but sometimes you just wanna yell at the sky like in the movie when they whisper secrets everywhere. I stroll past the old clock tower at Place du Temps, and I swear it watches you, reminding you that every tick counts – damn poetic, right?

Eirik Horneland: "Too Slow in Every Aspect of the Game"