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About Wels

Once saw this chick in Vegas—true story—worked the Strip, had a scar from some john who flipped. Said she made bank, tho—$500 a night, cash, no tax. Crazy, right? Made me happy for her hustle, but pissed me off too—world’s fucked she’s gotta dodge blades for it. Aliens like us, we don’t get it—why risk your ass for a quick buck? “You’re a dirty animal!”—that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d say, all smug.

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Firstly, there’s the publicly visible sector: public red-light districts in cities, street prostitution, apartment brothels, sauna clubs, and mobile homes. Alongside these are less visibly Missing: Waltendorf.

There’s also that creepy-ass abandoned mill on Ironclad Road. Folks say it’s haunted by old stories. Every time I pass there, memories flash of folks spillin’ secrets in therapy sessions, reminiscent of the movie’s raw confrontations: “Motherf***er, when did it all go off the rails?” And I love that, because raw is real.