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About Munich

So, picture this chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s workin’ the corner by the gas station, heels clickin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a tap dance porno. I’m pissed, right? ‘Cause society’s all “ew, gross,” but then half those judgy jerks are sneakin’ her cash on the DL. Hypocrisy makes me wanna scream! Fun fact—did ya know way back in ancient Babylon, some prostitutes were temple gals? Like, sacred sex workers bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a career pivot? Blows my mind, legit.

Modelle für Dich in Hamburg

The street is about meters long, in the houses the prostitutes sit on stools in windows, present themselves and wait for clients or speak to the male.

You gotta hit up the local landmark, the Old Town Hall. Its architecture? Outta this world. Its shadow, man—always on my mind. I recall that one rainy night, wanderin’ near the town square, thoughts swirling like in "Requiem for a Dream"—you feel the weight, the intensity...