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About Essen

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, that. Ain’t talkin’ street corners, no sir! Clinical trials, they be needin’ folks—real folks, savvy?—sometimes sex workers, for studies on health, STDs, or social whatnot. Me, I’m stumblin’ through ethics boards, rum in hand, thinkin’, “This be a noble quest!” But arrgh, the red tape! Made me madder’n a kraken with a toothache. Papers piled high, docs judgin’ me like I’m plannin’ a mutiny. “Why’s Cap’n Jack want *her*?” they sneer. ‘Cause science, ye bilge rats!

Bad Endbach – 8 Hotels und Unterkünfte

I remember one day, during a massage, a client said, "I feel like I'm escaping to the underworld" – and I just laughed. Sometimes, I think of that moment like a scene from Pan's Labyrinth: "The labyrinth is full of traps!" But hey, it’s real talk. I live here, and every corner, like Schwedenstraße, has its own story. I walk there often, and the streets are full of history, whispers of the past along the cobblestones, ya feel me?