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About Echternach

Dunno, mate, somethin’ bout whores just… clicks. They’re real, yeah? No fake smiles, no “let’s circle back.” Makes me wanna bin the 9-to-5 and—nah, scratch that, I’d be rubbish at it. Too clumsy, I’d trip over me own trousers! Still, respect, innit? Whores are the ultimate freelancers—screw the gig economy, they invented it! “You’re all alone,” *Leviathan* says. They know it, mate. They bloody live it.

Word History

I am the head of the city's most glamorous luxury escort service, something of a demimonde star, one might say. Ever since I've launched.

Then, there’s this old dude who gets in. He’s got this wild white beard and a cane. He looks at me and says, “You know, back in my day, elevators were just a dream.” I’m like, “Yeah, and now they’re a nightmare!” But I just smile and nod. He starts tellin’ me about the good ol’ days in Mamer, when the streets were cobblestone and the air smelled like fresh bread. I’m like, “Sounds nice, but I kinda like my elevators.”

Douglas Anthony Mamer Obituary (2024) - Saint Paul, MN - Twin Cities Cremation