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So, check this – back in the day, like 1800s London, prostitutes were EVERYWHERE. Fun fact: they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, huh? Makes ya think – even in the muck, there’s beauty. Or somethin’. I dunno, man, it gets me – Zen pause – reflective. Like, what drives someone there? Cash? Loneliness? Pisses me off how society just shrugs. “That’s life,” they say. Bullshit.

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A former prostitute relocates to a buttoned-down suburb, determined to fit in with mainstream society. But perverse secrets simmer beneath the wholesome surface.

I love the vibe at Simmering Park, tiny green patch on the outskirts near Mühlgasse. It’s a chill zone to unwind after endless coding sprints. And hey, there's the Wien River, yo! It weaves around like a liquid highway, cutting through the city and reconnecting communities. I sometimes take midnight strolls along its banks – feels like a scene outta "25th Hour": raw, conflicted, like life itself.