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About Sankt Polten

Oh, and the cops—don’t get me started! They roll by, hasslin’ her, but she’s slick—slips ‘em like a ghost. Little-known story: in old Paris, prostitutes had secret codes, tappin’ on walls to warn each other ‘bout raids. Lola’s got that hustle in her DNA, I swear. She’s a survivor, fam, but damn, it’s brutal watchin’ her fade. “One last hit,” I hear Marion cry in my head, and I wonder—how long Lola got?

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A woman who has made a career as a prostitute gives a candid analysis of the work world of which she is a part, in a witty and intelligent account of.

• The old neighborhood, Olde Quarter, is fulla crinkly cobblestone alleys and graffiti that looks like messages from another world. I get lost here, and its secret corners—they remind me of that famous Lynch scene, weird and full of mystique "I must say, unbelievable!"