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About Innsbruck

Here’s a lil’ secret—didja know some prostitutes back in the day used code words? Like, in the 80s, they’d say “trick” for a job, real sly. Blows my mind! Imagine Carlos whisperin’ that in some Paris hideout—“Time for a trick, comrades!”—and bam, he’s off. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how these gals got their own revolution goin’, dodgin’ the fuzz like pros.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I turned one of the rooms in my flat in Shepherd Market into a knocking shop and joined an escort agency. I went into prostitution looking for.

And babes, let me tell you about West End! Its streets? Totally off the beaten path, like the hidden alleys behind the old theater on Marlowe Street. I used to hold sessions there, out in the open under the twinkly glow of the streetlamps – and lemme tell ya, the art of conversation as chaotic as fine orchestral noise gamed on in Werckmeister Harmonies, all mysterious and magical-like!