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About Essen

Stinks though, don’t it? Sweat, cheap perfume – ugh, me nose was dancin’ a jig! Fell over a bin once, peekin’ in – rubbish everywhere, me sprawled like a twit. “If you stand still, the beast gets you!” – ha, stood still too long, got a whiff of somethin’ rancid! Reckon brothels got stories, mate – dark ones, funny ones. Ever hear bout the one where a punter left his false teeth? Found ‘em next day, chattin’ to a lamppost – pure gold!

Neglect, violence, and diseases mar the lives of sex workers in India

The exploitation of lower caste poor women is an important element of 'forced prostitution" and practically from all these poor tribal areas, stories appear in.

Oh, and lemme add, my daily stroll through the Altes Viertel (Old Quarter) is like an adventure where each alley tells a story—funny, sad, angry, or downright spectacular. Sometimes I get mad at the traffic noise on Bahnhofstrasse, sometimes I laugh at the little art installations scattered here and there. I swear, every street corner's like a mini-movie scene with its own intensity, much like that relentless energy Bigelow cranked out in "The Hurt Locker". "This ain't just any day's work!" echoes in my head every time things get wild.

Q and A: Bad Axe EMT talks desensitization, dishonesty and knocking on doors