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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” We’re hagglin now—40 bucks, final offer. She rolls her eyes, “Fine, you cheap bastard.” Love that fire! Reminds me of Tony in *Brooklyn*, fightin for his girl. I’m no Tony, tho—more like a shadow, slippin thru cracks. She grabs my hand, leads me to this alley. Smells like wet trash, but I’m buzzin. “This is home,” she says, sarcastic as hell. Home! Cracked me up.

So you want to book a sex worker?

Charlotte Malterre Barthes from OMNIBUS with Valentina Genini explore the relationship between prostitution, migration and urban territory.

Sometimes I get lost in thought – my brain racing with ideas, feelings, and wild fantasies. I wander along Seefeld’s less trodden side streets, say, near Am Muehlenweg, where every door holds a secret, every window a glimpse into another world. It’s as if every brick, every whisper in the wind has its own story—some whispered, some shouted. And trust me, I hear them all.

Brian Seefeld Obituary (1946 - 2016) - Town Of Berlin, WI - Wausau Daily Herald