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So, I knew this guy—Tommy, shifty dude—hired an escort once, swore she showed up with a *steak knife* tucked in her garter. Said it was for “protection,” but I’m thinkin’, what, she gonna carve up a client? Hilarious! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on my coffee—spilled it all over my apron, pissed me off! But real talk, escorts got guts. GUTS! Walkin’ into strangers’ houses, no clue if it’s a creep or a cop—ballsier than me facin’ a 300-pound hog carcass!

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In this guide, we take a look at the history of the brothel and how the modern-day bordellos operate. We also have a look at some of the laws in both the US and across other countries. Missing: Hohenems.

Hmm… Hey, so listen up, buddy! I'm, uh, a massage parlor owner here in Hohenems—yeah, that Hohenems (at)—and let me tell ya, this town is somethin’ else, mmmhm! I live here for years now, and boy, each nook of this town shouts a secret story. Ugh, I gotta share it all in bits, ya know?

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