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About Sankt Polten

Favorite thing ‘bout her? She laughed at my dark jokes. I’d say, “You’re a walkin’ corpse, luv,” and she’d cackle, “Least I’m still kickin’!” Reminded me of Saul, draggin’ bodies, lookin’ for hope in hell. “The air is thick with ash,” I’d mutter, quotin’ the flick, and she’d nod like she got it. Surprised me, that—a hooker with soul. Hated seein’ her out there, tho—rain soakin’ her, johns grabbin’ at her like dogs. Made me wanna scream, “Get outta this shitshow!”

Photographs as Cultural Text: Decoding Mary Ellen Mark’s Falkland Road: Prostitutes of Bombay

With the argument that trade and business freedom also applies to “prostitutes”, she also penetrated the fellow judges. Thus, the highest.

Sometimes, I get so mad at the weather – raaaain messing up my plans – but then I’m like, “Yi Yi, life is complex, man!” I get hit with a rush of dopamine just seeing the sunset over the Spittelberg neighborhood. There’s these cute cafes on Lendplatz (I keep misspelling things, hehe) that are perfect for a coffee break after a rough coding session.

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