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Gets me blood boilin’, though, when them coppers swoop in. Bastards! Ruined me night once, chased her off – “Run, you filthy animal!” I hissed, but she was gone, poof, like smoke. Little fact for ya – back in Victorian days, them prossies’d hide in alleys, flashin’ ankle like it’s gold. Sneaky buggers, eh? Love that history shit, makes me feel clever.

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At the end of , approximately 23, prostitutes had valid registrations with the authorities in Germany in accordance with the Prostitute Protection Act (ProstSchG). This was a decrease .

Let me tell ya something personal. Running a spa in this town means I see all kinds of wannabe yogis and stressed-out office peeps. Some days are brilliant, like when I catch a glimpse of the sunrise on Hotelstrasse, but other times, man, I get so mad when people forget the fine art of chillin’. And did I mention the local neighborhood, Alt-Zusmarshausen? That place is banter central – crammed with murals painted by local legends. Each wall's a story, like, “Man, you tough? Then survive the daily grind here, man!”

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