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Back in Austria, little known fact—prostitution’s legal, regulated, clean! Ya walk into a brothel, it’s like a damn gym membership—rules, safety, no bullshit. Here? Pfft, it’s wild west, makes me angry as hell! Pimps screamin’, cops creepin’, girls dodgin’ shadows—it’s chaos, and I hate chaos! I wanna grab these scumbags and say, “I’ll be back—to terminate your asses!” But then, I see a girl smile, tough as nails, and I’m happy—surprised even—she’s got power, ya? Like me liftin’ 300 pounds, she’s liftin’ life!

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Sylvester's best friend among the Disquotays was a trans woman named Duchess, who earned her money as a prostitute, a job that Sylvester refused to engage in. [20] The group held lavish .

Man, this place is somethin’ else. The streets buzz with life. I stroll down Main St. 3rd Ave, wheres every corner has a story. The park “Heart’s Haven” is my favorite—peaceful, like a slice of heaven. Yea, I run my spa just a few blocks from it. I get mad sometimes at how busy it gets, but damn, it's real life, ya know? I hang out at “Moonlight Park” at midnight—crazy serene, like something outta Amour—“I want you to remember my face”… yeah, it sticks with ya.

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