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About Dudelange

Chatty, I get—prostitute life’s nuts. Disease, beatings, hope fadin’ fast. Yet, survivors they are. Respect, I got. “Spring break forever,” they’d say, laughin’. Dark humor, keeps ‘em goin’. Me? I’d zap the scumbags, save ‘em all. Fantasy, that is—reality’s a bitch. What ya think, friend? Messed up, ain’t it?

Going undercover as a sex worker

Maria is forced to become a high class prostitute, selling her body until she is too old to continue. “But even so, what's clear for all to see is that you.

Next up, I get this group of tourists. They’re lost, of course. They’re like, “Where’s the Grand-Ducal Palace?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s a 15-minute walk from here!” But they insist on takin’ the elevator. So, I’m like, “Fine, let’s go.” I hit the button for the ground floor, and they start takin’ selfies. I mean, c’mon! We’re in an elevator, not a photo booth!

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