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Pisses me off, though—how folks judge ‘em. “Unclean!” they sneer, like they’re bloody elves, all high and mighty. Mate, ye don’t know her life! Maybe she’s got kids, or ran from some orc of a husband. Surprised me once, readin’—in old Rome, prostitutes paid taxes! Called ‘em “registered women”—fancy that! Government takin’ a cut of arse, now that’s a racket I’d book! “The Almighty doesn’t care,” like the rabbi says in the flick—why should ye?

How Jesus loved the adulteress and the prostitute

Mappa interattiva delle prostitute e trans, bianche o nere, sulle strade in Italia. Milano Roma Bologna Torino Firenze Napoli Palermo Vicenza.

I wander to the little park, De Lanspoort, on a whim sometimes. It ain't big, but it soothes my aching back after a long day kneadin' muscles. Funny how nature calms the anger outta ya. And right near there's the Mechelen-Roulers canal, splashing water all over. It's like a free massage – the hiss of the river, the cobblestones echoing, reminds me of life's cold truth. Hey, it's Lochristi, not Norrland, but still.

Schwidde Eckhard, "International discussion forum in Lochristi (2007)"