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About Diekirch

Ever hear bout the Victorian “fallen women”? Docs said they’d die young—syphilis or some crap. But nah, some outlived the snobs! Tough as nails, I tell ya. Great Scott, that’s the spirit! Kinda admire em—grit over glitter. Tho, gotta say, the stench back then? Pee-yew! Imagine the alleys—makes me gag thinkin bout it. Still, they worked it. “I’m an oilman, ladies!”—ha, swap oil for sex, same grind!

Whores Ettelbruck

prostitutes and sex workers cannot become the part of the society. Despite of various laws, enactments and making of NGOs for sex workers or prostitutes.

Then, oh my god, the Rue du Marché is pure gold. You'll catch me rambling there sometimes—totally off the cuff. The street smells, the chatter, the smell of fresh bread and, err, old history. It's a real mashup of passion and routine. Sometimes, I get pissed at how frigid some locals can be—they ain't got no warmth, like a winter's frost. But hey, I choose violence... metaphoric, of course.

Thursday evening: Mugging on Ettelbruck bus