Hannah Logten Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I knew this chick once—Lola, total pro. Worked the streets near Hollywood, 1950s, when I was still dodgin’ cameras. She’d wink at me, sayin’, “Marilyn, we’re both sellin’ somethin’.” Ha! Cheeky lil’ thing—she wasn’t wrong! Whores, they hustle hard, like Mia practicin’ her moves in that busted flat. “It’s my turn now,” she’d mutter—Lola had that fire too. Made me happy, seein’ her own it, but pissed me off when johns treated her like trash. Ugh, men—same ol’ crap!

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Drugs, violence, fatal intimidation: Women sell their bodies for as little as €30 in Germany, while others reap the profits of the transaction. DW met one woman who described her experience .

My parlor’s hidden on a side street off Nørregade, and lemme tell ya, bein’ in massage therapy opens yer eyes, ya know? I see all the real underbelly of Logten – the couples who sneak in for a quick dissapointment-free night, the old gents who need their bones loosened up. Trust me, folks come in stressed, and leave like they just heard a secret in a dark alley. "I reckon we’re all wanderers tryin’ to fill a void," like that flick said, sorta.

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