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But ugh, the pimps—those slimy rats pissed me off. Beatin’ on ‘em, takin’ their cash—makes my blood boil. Lola told me once, “They own ya ‘til you’re used up.” Like, what the hell, right? Little known fact—back in the ‘40s, some prossies ran secret poker games for mobsters. Cash under tables, cards flyin’—wild shit! Surprised me, too—thought they just, y’know, laid there. Nope, they’re hustlin’ harder than Zuckerberg in a dorm room.

Prostitution narratives : stories of survival in the sex trade

Many people who sell sexual services prefer the term “sex worker” and find “prostitute” demeaning and stigmatizing, which contributes to their exclusion from health, legal, and social .

Garching’s got soul and scars. My spa is like a hideout in the urban jungle. Every massage session, every deep breathing moment, is inspired by the city’s rhythm. And dude, as you wander through its lively streets and hidden corners, remember: “I feel like I’m in love with a ghost” kinda vibe, magical and raw.

Radiation leak at Munich research reactor