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About Klagenfurt

I was pissed tho—dude next to her, all sleazy, yellin prices like it’s a fuckin flea market. “Ten bucks, ten bucks!” Bro, chill, this ain’t eBay. Got me wonderin—how’d she end up there? Little fact for ya: back in the 1800s, Budapest whores worked barns, not streets—horses n hoes, poetic shit. Ties to Tarr’s flick, all that rural decay. “They’re gone, all gone,” he’d say.

Prostitution in Germany

I love the quirky corner by Sander’s Park. It's tiny, but i think its secret energy helps people heal. I used to chat for hours with clients, sitting on a faded bench near the gnarled oak. Life’s heavy sometimes, and we all need that solace. Yeah, I might sound a bit reely (typo 2) dramatic, but Hafendorf (at) is my heart.