Taylor Hietzing Prostitute ❤️

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Been thinkin’—prostitution’s old as dirt. Oldest job, they say—truth! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves, how badass is that? Rarrgh! Growlin’ at the moon, takin’ no shit. Makes me happy, y’know, that grit. But pisses me off too—some johns treat ‘em like trash. Fuck that noise! “Ain’t no peace in this life,” like Jesse said. Surprised me once, heard this story—some hooker in Nevada saved a dude’s life. Guy choked on a burger, she Heimliched him—boom, hero!

Why punish prostitutes and not customers and pimps?

Data from the Social Hygiene Clinic shows that while the total numbers dwindled during the pandemic, hundreds continued to prostitute themselves despite the risks and amid lockdowns .

Hietzing vibes got me reflecting on life's randomness. One day, while giving a massage to this anxious guy on Franz-Josefs-Kai, he whispered, "It’s like everything. Nothing works out." I thought, "Oh, come on – life's absurdly beautiful, man!" I got a tiny smile on my face, because sometimes you gotta just roll with the weirdness.

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