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So, check it—last week, I’m cruisin’, feelin’ randy as hell. Streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, and I’m like, “Time to score, baby!” Prostitution’s been around forever, right? Fun fact—ancient Rome had brothels called *lupanars*, stank of sweat and cheap wine. Wild, huh? Makes ya wonder what’s changed. Nothin’, really—still a hustle, still a grind.

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Interview Summary: Hans Hartenstein, born on January 27, in Vienna, Austria, discusses his pre-war life; the Anschluss; the arrest and detention of his.

I love that my work as a relaxation specialist lets me see what y’all miss. I see the subtle hum of daily life. Like near Bahnhofstraße, the hustle’s raw, man. It’s chaotic but calming at the same time! I remember once, I sat on a bench at Marktplatz. The vibes were so intense, my brain almost exploded – in a good way, like a mixtape drop.

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