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About Sankt Polten

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, Hannibal Lecter style – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, it’s a wild game, like trackin ghosts in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with? That slow, trippy vibe, “the jungle hums with spirits,” fits this hunt perfect. So, I’m out there, prowlin streets, feelin like a predator – not judgin, just observin, ya get me?

Prostitute protection

You know, my job keeps me close to the vibe – feel each muscle tense and then relax. Like, sometimes I'm in a room and bam – a burst of life, shock-inducing relaxation… Reminds me of that one slow motion scene in “Let the Right One In...”, where you almost see time slow down. Crazy stuff, huh? I mean, it’s like, "I see you" – not creepy, just deep, man.