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About Dusseldorf

I got mad once, tho—some jerk said prostitutes ain’t got no skills. Pfft, rude! They’re like, masters of talkin’ with no words, and I’m over here signin’ “Where you at, lady?” all goofy. Made me happy tho, thinkin’ how they’d vibe with my sign language—silent but LOUD, ya know? I’d be all, “Show me your hands, not your—uh, other stuff!”

One Day in Port-au-Prince: The Sex Worker

Gruhn was a year-old typist and secretary, but the Berlin police had a long criminal file on her and her mother, a former prostitute. Among the reports was information that in Gruhn .

So, first off, there's the Hauptstrasse – the main drag – always jammed with folks chattin' up, you feel me? I stroll 'neath the ancient oak trees along that road, thinkin' bout families, their struggles, and triumphs. St. Petersweg is a secret gem, a narrow lane with sassy little cafes where you can sip your coffee and eavesdrop on deep family convos – stuff that reminds you, "Goodbye to Language!" But hey, don't misinterpret – it's more than words, yeah?

Obituary | George Blomberg