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I’m sweatin’, thinkin’—this ain’t just sex, it’s survival! Billionaires could fix this, but nah—they’re yachtin’! Makes me wanna scream! I ask her, “How’s it work?” She smirks, “Cash up front, hon.” Real talk—some corners got apps now, like Uber for hookers! Wild, huh? Surprised me, but I’m old school—thought it was all street vibes.

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Ya know, every district has its quirks, and Simmering doesn't disappoint. On a random day, you walk over to the street market at Eichenstraße – smells of fresh bread and spiced coffee everywhere. It’s a jolt of energy that makes ya think, "Damn, this city’s alive." Kinda like saying, “No regrets, just lessons.” I loooove that vibe; makes all the late nights worth it.