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So, whore – it’s a business, yeah, but a dodgy one. Supply and demand, basic economics, but with knobs and fannies thrown in. Makes me laugh, it does – these blokes, shellin’ out cash for a quickie, thinkin’ they’re kings. Pathetic, innit? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ me tea, thinkin’, “You’re a mug, mate, a right mug.” And the girls – some of ‘em, sharp as a tack, runnin’ the show. Others, poor sods, stuck in it, no way out. Gets me ragin’, that does – the pimps, the traffickin’, the whole rotten mess. Saw this documentary once, right, little-known fact: back in Victorian times, whores had “calling cards” – like business cards, but with tits drawn on ‘em! Handed ‘em out in alleys, proper marketing, that. Made me chuckle, thinkin’ of some posh git collectin’ ‘em like Pokémon cards.

The Whore’s Bedroom: Debriefing the life of a Berlin sex worker

Prostitute Austria, Uniforms, Prostate Massage, Striptease/Lapdance, Prostate Massage.

So, buddy, welcome to Berlare! Enjoy the chatter, the hidden corners, all the feels. It’s chaotic, charming, and sometimes makes me laugh like, “It’s showtime!” again and again, all day every day. Catch ya in the streets!

Berlis C. Brittain