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About Essen

Folks, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores—yep, those ladies of the night! Grew up in Scranton, saw ‘em struttin’, heels clackin’ like nobody’s bizness. Here’s the deal… I ain’t judgin’, nah, live and let live, right? Watched *Boyhood*—you know, my fave flick—and there’s that line, “You don’t want the bumpers, life doesn’t give you bumpers.” Whores? They don’t get bumpers neither! Out there hustlin’, no safety net, takes guts, man.

Hans Reichenbach

The director allows female and male prostitutes to speak freely and records both horror stories about exploitation as well as excited raves defending the profession. The result is an Missing: Reichenbach.

Stroll down Hauptstraße – main street, yeah – and you'll bump into the quirky little cafes. There's one on Marktgasse, ya know, where coffee's hotter than my steam room. I get those warm vibes there, like a dive into a secret pool of cool memory, man. Man, "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" vibes all over. "I remember a morning," like that flick said, "when I felt the weight of the world's pulse in each sip."

Andrew Paul "Andy Reichenbach