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About Sankt Polten

Here’s a lil’ tidbit y’all might not know—back in the old days, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran their own dang businesses! Called ‘em “madams,” and they were tougher than a two-dollar steak. Owned property, paid taxes—shoot, they were livin’ better than me with my guitar and a dream! One gal, Josie Arlington, even had a fancy tomb built, red lights glowin’ inside—talk about goin’ out with a bang! Surprised the heck outta me when I heard that. “How do I process that?” I muttered, like Joaquin in *Her*, all flustered and lovestruck. These gals had grit, and I’m here for it.

Rome – Simmering with Sensuality for Centuries

Simmering with rage, Tinka Menkes’s potent evocation of a fractured female psyche unveils the emotional ravage of transactional encounters. In east Los Angeles, Ida a prostitute who is .

So there ya go – a taste of Simmering, raw and real, with a hint of "25th Hour" drama and my own signature chaos. Enjoy the ride, champ, and maybe drop a line when you hover over those streets. Later!