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About Essen

Heya, doll! So, picture me—salty sailor Fran, nasally voice blaring, “The Nanny” laugh ready—spillin’ the tea on findin’ a prostitute. Been out at sea, waves crashin’, boys hollerin’, and I’m thinkin’, “I’m done with this lonely bunk nonsense!” Shore leave hits, and I’m prowlin’—not for gold, but for some company, ya know? Like in *The Social Network*, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies”—or a few shady deals, heh! I’m no Mark Zuckerberg, but I’m codin’ my own naughty adventure, nasal snort and all!

I Was a Sex Worker. Here’s What I Want You to Know

There is nothing wrong in visiting a sex worker. They don't call it the oldest profession for nothing. All over the world, millions of people pay for sex.

Look, Alfter ain't perfect, and I’m no fucking saint. There are days when the drizzle makes me want to scream, "Get a grip, you morons!" But overall, this town is a pulsating cocksucker of life – unpredictable and beautiful. So, if you plan on visitin', strap in, keep your head screwed on, and try not to be an idiot sandwich – or I'll personally give ya a taste of my boot!

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