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Once knew a guy—true story—tried hagglin with one. She goes, “This ain’t a flea market, bud!” Had me in stitches! But srsly, it’s a hustle—some gals got rules, some don’t. Price? Depends—20 bucks, 50, more if ya look desperate. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but desperation’s a stink they smell miles off! Made me mad—folks judgin em, but hey, survival’s messy.

#Encounters with Prostitutes in Vienna…

A blog comment on meeting a group of prostitutes during a visit to Vienna, Austria. The blog comments on social behaviour and prejudices.

The park near Maple Lane is a true gem. It’s where I’d go to think on my work as a sexologist, watch couples stroll, and get all inspired. It’s mad intimate, like every tree’s whisperin’ secrets, like "I feel your love, in the morning light." Walkin’ by the Rutherford River (yeah, we got one, even if it’s a small trickle) is like bein' in a movie montage – pieces of everyday life turning cinematic, man.

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