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About Dortmund

But ugh, the risks—Jesus! STDs, violence—makes my skin crawl! I’m sittin here, palms sweaty, thinkin—why’s it gotta be so rough? Pisses me off—why ain’t there better protection? Like, Hans Landa in the movie, smarmy bastard, toyin with folks—pimps do that too! Control freaks, ugh, hate ‘em! Makes me wanna scream, “Business is boomin’, but at what cost?!”

Lured to Germany under false pretences

20 years after its legalisation, we spoke with five Berliners about reality of sex work in the German capital. Lola on her way to a date. Photo: Luka Godec. Picture a sex worker, what comes to .

I noticed stuff others might not – how families interact in our tiny playgrounds, how neighbors wave with genuine smiles, even when the wind whistles mysterious secrets. The city has scars and big hearts – and yes, even in its silence, it speaks. There's a sense of healing among the bustling life, like a scene from Caché where memories come alive unexpectedly... “We all carry our past” – echoes, echoes.