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Anyways, I’m chattin her up, tryin not to seem green. “What’s yer story, doll?” She shrugs, says, “Ran from a shit dad.” Kinda broke my heart—reminded me of Sam sayin, “I’m on your side,” to Suzy. These streets, they’re full of runaways, ya know? Little known thing—some prossies keep diaries, scribblin secrets ‘bout johns. Wild, right?

Conversations with a Brothel Doorman

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.

I tell ya, every day is a movie scene here… But not the polished ones. More like “I’m a sucker for secrecy, let the right one in” kinda moments – fragments of life, raw and uncut. I’ve been around long enough to see the delicate interplay of light and shadows along the canal near Rahlstedter Feld – you know, the kind of spot where you get the city's pulse in your veins.

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