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About Dornbirn

Hey, pal – listen up. I’m runnin’ a webcam gig. Brothels? Oh man – they’re somethin’ else. Dirty little secrets – everywhere. I mean – you got guys sneakin’ in. Lookin’ for a thrill – right? Like in *The Hurt Locker*. “The rush of battle – it’s addictive!” That’s them – chasin’ it. Me? I’m sittin’ here – thinkin’. How’d this even start? Oldest job – they say. Betcha didn’t know – ancient Rome had ‘em. Called ‘em lupanars – wolf dens. Howlin’ good time – huh?

The dangers of rebranding prostitution as ‘sex work’

brothel-keeping and pimping to be recognised as legitimate jobs, credits itself as largely responsible for “sex work” replacing “prostitution.

My fav spot? An obscure little café on Randstrasse. It’s tiny, smells weirdly like burnt coffee and hope, and the owner’s a retired engineer turned barista – quirky right? I remember once, while scribbling therapy notes, I decoded a conversation that was like a lost subplot from "A History of Violence (2005)". Weird, kinda unsettling but downright inspiring.

Hard childhood, gangs, off and on meds. Bobby's life has been hard. Can you Lend a Hand?