Sunday, June 09, 2013

The gang of the miljardair - part 2

Right now I want to write something about one of the gang members of the so-called bende of de miljardair (gang of the miljardair). I have written something about the gang in the post before the previous post, which you can find here:

One of the (Belgian) gang members, Dirk Trioen, has written a book about his life and his involvement with the gang. This book is called Boter op het hoofd and it was published in 1993. Boter op het hoofd literally means: butter on the head, but it really means that you don’t have room to talk due to your past transgressions. In some sections of this post I will simply follow the text of his book.

Dirk Trioen was active as a criminal since a very young age. At the age of 12 he left school. He comes from a stable and wealthy family. His parents adored him. He tells about his exploits with a certain level of pride. As a young man he was involved in a lot of fistfights in cafés. He tells that if he won such a fight he would leave with a young woman and would have sex with her. If he lost, he would go home empty-handed. Dirk’s father paid for the health costs of Dirk’s victims. He tells about his involvement in the illegal smuggling of drugs, weapons, diamonds, money, and other cargo. He was one of the transport organizers of a large Spanish drug cartel. He tells that these big cartels are almost totally immune from police intervention. Usually only the small traffickers  are caught. And customs officers and other public servants are easy to bribe. He believes that everything is a big conspiracy. He believes that the big crime gangs are protected by the highest echelons. And he believes that the big drug traffickers are so big and powerful that they can influence the national currencies. The big drug traffickers are ruthless. When a smuggler cheats on the gang, by for instance keeping cargo for themselves, they are executed. When the cheaters escape or go into hiding they are tracked down long enough until the deal is done (that is: they are murdered). Dirk Trioen explains (on pages 43-44) that he himself was also handed some missions by the gang. He didn’t murder people, but he sometimes was ordered to intimidate people. Once, together with other people, he even dragged a man into a car and drove with him to a desolate place, where he was undressed, beaten up, and tied to a tree, and then his testicles were set on fire.

He tells (on pages 65-69) that brothels are actually facades of other crimes, notably drugs trafficking. Interestingly enough, this is also what the former Dutch prostitute Jo Doezema claims. I quote from the chapter Power and control in the commercial sex trade by Wendy Chapkis in Sex for sale - prostitution, pornography and the sex industry edited by Ronald Weitzer (2000). Jo Doezema is interviewed in 1993 in Amsterdam by Wendy Chapkis. Jo Doezema also worked for the Red Thread. She says: “There is an incredible amount of drug use in the clubs. It's the big hidden drug problem in prostitution. Everyone thinks of drug-addicted prostitutes as heroin-addicted street workers. But there are many more coke-addicted women working in clubs than heroin-addicted women working on the streets of Amsterdam. I am actually convinced that a lot of clubs are covers for coke dealing from behind the bar.”

According to Dirk Trioen, trafficking in women is just a distraction to draw the attention of the police away from the main source of revenue. He tells that the gang of the miljardair are in reality just the small boys. They also trafficked in drugs and weapons. But the brothels are really just a distraction. He tells that after Chris de Stoop published his book about the gang, that one of the brothels (the Maxim’s) still kept operating, despite the fact that the clientele mostly stayed away. He thinks that drugs and weapons are the key.

Dirk Trioen explains (on pages 119-121) that at one point he became involved with the gang of the miljardair. This happened in 1991. He became the bouncer of the Pin-Up and Maxim’s in Gent (in Belgium). One of the gang leaders, Robert van E, placed Dirk Trioen there to keep the Turkish and Italian criminals outside. Robert van E was afraid these criminals wanted to take over these places. Later Dirk Trioen was handed the management of the Maxim’s, and later also of the City Corner. He even became the official owner of the City Corner. He obviously was just a straw man of the gang. Dirk Trioen didn’t accept that Robert van E passed on all the misery concerning VAT, the taxes and the social inspection to him. A struggle for power unfolded.

Dirk Trioen tells some amazing stories about how he wanted to kill Robert van E, at one point even holding a gun against Robert’s head while Robert was lying in his bed. Dirk Trioen tells how he at first paid bribes to the head of the police in his region, to keep the police’s eyes closed concerning offences. Dirk Trioen even paid him money so the police would protect him against the leading gang members (Marc V, Robert van E, Ferry V). But the leading gang members eventually paid more to the police than Dirk Trioen, so he decided to fight the gang via the court. He aligned himself with journalist Chris de Stoop (who wrote the book They are so sweet, sir) and the social worker Patsy Sörensen of the organization Payoke in Antwerpen (an organization which helps forced prostitutes).

Dirk Trioen tells some interesting things about the prostitutes who worked in the brothels of the gang. Contrary to what Chris de Stoop claims, Dirk Trioen claims that only a few prostitutes who worked for the gang didn’t know what work they were going to do when they were recruited. He explains (on pages 48-49) that during a police interrogation he was asked to what extent the women who worked for the gang were coerced. He explains that the complaints regarding forced prostitution which had been filed (by the victims), had to be trivialized. He explains many of these women already were professional prostitutes in their countries of origin, and they come here simply because they can earn ten times more here. He explains that during his time in the City Corner a woman could earn 80000 Belgian Francs (approximately 2000 euro) there (I assume per month, he doesn’t indicate this), and in the Netherlands they could earn 130000 Belgian Francs (approximately 3250 euro). He says that many of these girls are not pitiful persons, but rock-hard ladies who know damn well what they are doing. They don’t become embarrassed when a client asks them to do it anally, they simply make a little calculation.

But according to him, there is a minority who are actually pitiful, who are coerced into prostitution. From this group of unwilling girls, the pinups, the tall slim fashion models with big pear-shaped breasts and long legs are selected. These girls have to be young – 15 or 16 years old – and beautiful, because then they generate money. When they are little and fat they are simply thrown out. He explains that at first such a girl is put under pressure financially. When she doesn’t give in, she will hardly make money (what the women don’t want because the women obviously come here to make lots of money). When she keeps refusing, physical violence is used. The gang of the miljardair always brings the unwilling girls to the Calander, one of their clubs in Rotterdam. He explains that in Belgium the gang can’t yet permit themselves to maltreat girls. In the Netherlands they can. They have so much power and influence in the Netherlands that they can let beaten girls be taken care of in a hospital without anybody bothering about it. He explains that in Rotterdam Robert van E really has a lot of police officers, magistrates and even doctors in his pocket. And in the Calander things happened very harshly. Girls are not shown the daylight anymore there. They are driven from their room to the podium, and after this they go upstairs again. Initially they are locked up for a couple of days, and after this they receive a beating. First carefully, then harder. And if they still refuse then, the rough means are used. Collective rape. Then starts the breaking of fingers, arms and legs. According to him, this is particularly cruel. He writes, ‘can you imagine what it means when two men hold you by the feet and a third one comes sitting on you to break your forearm with a couple of hard blows?’ He call this the ‘John D[…]-method’, because this British gang member had specialized in this method of torture. But he says that what Robert van E doesn’t dare to do in Belgium, other gangs with more power and strength do dare to do, also in Gent.

Dirk Trioen swore to Chris de Stoop that working together with him (Chris de Stoop) would entail big risks for himself (Dirk Trioen). He would ignite the anger of the gang, and of the police officers, public servants and politicians if he would publicly denounce them. Chris de Stoop promised that he would publicly stand up for him if he would run into trouble. Dirk Trioen describes Chris de Stoop as a weakling. He describes how Chris de Stoop started to tremble and stutter when he handed Chris de Stoop a labour contract which the gang used to exploit a prostitute. He describes Chris de Stoop (on pages 69-70) as a Red Knight who mounts his sniffing horse to fight Evil, and as a modern incarnation of Tintin the reporter. He says that one of the shortcomings of Chris de Stoop’s book They are so sweet, sir is that he describes the gang as a hoard of women traffickers, PERIOD. He believes Chris de Stoop was clearly misjudged about the ‘victims’ involved. He says that one mustn’t forget that the girls in the European cabarets are professionally used to acting/feigning. They continuously simulate passion, tenderness and love. But in their minds they keep track of the bills. The victim role which is so easily suggested to them by shelters such as Payoke of Patsy Sörensen in Antwerpen, is gladly assumed by them, and in the meantime they calculate the bill. He explains that this way, Tintin (Chris de Stoop) obviously gets a wrong picture of the matter.

He describes (on pages 70-71) that when Chris de Stoop claims that the girls who work in the cabarets of the gang are victims of trafficking in women, then this is only a little bit true. The large majority of them were already active in prostitution before their arrival. They knew all too well for what reason they came to Europe. And those people who regularly pay a visit to a brothel would have to admit that the story of Chris de Stoop cannot possibly be true (Dirk Trioen says that ‘this is luckily no television, and you don’t have to stand in front of the camera and testify, sir’). Clients of prostitutes and visitors of cabarets are generally not crazy, perverse people. There are only a few who get a kick out of seeing a crying girl dancing naked. And he says that the erect cock quickly starts to hang when the whore bursts out in tears. The at most ten percent real victims, who have simply walked into an adventure, are therefore worthless for those who want to be involved in trafficking in women. They could not be flown back to their fatherland quickly enough.

He remembers two Danish girls who were obliged in the Maxim’s to give blowjobs to clients. They lodged a complaint with the Public Prosecutor. They had the right to the ‘victim of trafficking in women’ statute, they had 45 days to reflect their position and after this they would receive a residence permit for three months, but the other day they were in the plane going home. Shocked, humiliated, so scandalized that they didn’t want to stay here for five more minutes. The investigating judge and the public prosecutor were obliged to take the airplane to Denmark to complete the investigation. According to Dirk Trioen, these are the real victims, and he says that this way there are indeed some others.

He gives the example of Nadia, a Hungarian girl. She was recruited by one gang member named Laslo D who recruited women for the gang in Eastern Europe. He had promised her an apartment. She only had to dance, and she even didn’t have to drink with the clients, and all this for a nice salary. She ended up with Dirk Trioen and suddenly had to occupy herself with men. She had been with Dirk Trioen for a week, and for a week she cried to whole time. He bought her a ticket back to her own country. She even didn’t want to lodge a complaint. She didn’t want to talk about this with anyone.

But, he says, most women don’t want to go back. They want to stay here. On average the women stay roughly four or five years in the circuit. Then it is difficult to stop them: they run away. But not back to their own country. No, they stay here and start to work for their own account. Bad for the competition, because they work under the price. These ladies know what they want, no matter what Chris de Stoop may think about it. Dirk Trioen says that also the girls who cooperated with Chris de Stoop for his book, are still active in the sector. Dirk Trioen concludes that therefore they couldn’t be that unsatisfied.

He names as another example, a woman named Myriam (on pages 71-72). He calls her ‘also one of these holy Philippine sheep, death innocent’. She arrived with a complete group, and was placed in the Maxim’s. After a couple of days she already accompanied men during daytime to withdraw into a room for her own account. (I believe he means that she serviced her clients outside the Maxim’s, but he is vague about this). Dirk Trioen tells that he quickly noticed this and told the manager of the Maxim’s that they had to talk with her. They made it clear to her that this had to stop. Such things were not allowed. They explained to her that most of these blokes are pimps themselves, and that within no time she would end up in the window prostitution. After many objections he put it very simply: if she wanted to go away, then she would have to put 100000 Belgian Francs (approximately 2500 euro) on the table and then she was free of this. But the contract had to be bought off by her. To bring her into line they let her work in two shifts, so she wouldn’t be left with too much free time. This worked for a couple of days. But during the first free day it happened again. Dirk Trioen didn’t respond. They let her work a little less, gave her more compulsory time off, but she kept seeing her clients privately after her working hours. The best solution seemed to transfer her to the City Corner, so she would come under the direct supervision of Dirk Trioen. He let her sleep in the room of two ‘mamasans’, perfect supervision, little freedom. In the café she only had to drink with the clients. Nothing nude, no rooms, just work. Dirk Trioen explains that with him, this was almost penal camp. After several weeks they could get along with each other very well. Against the wishes of the bosses, he gave her a bit more freedom. She got to know a bloke with whom Dirk Trioen let her do whatever she wanted. More dining out, a little sex every now and then. In short, she had her freedom back: eight hours work, and then no supervision anymore. After a month she worked completely in private prostitution. Dirk Trioen says (when he wrote this) that two years later she was still illegally active in Belgium. He says that this is the kind of girl that lodges a complaint against the women traffickers to the police.

He names as an another example, Maria (on pages 72-73), a Colombian girl. But he says she wasn’t of the kind who lodges a complaint to the police. She knew her job, wanted to make money and has also earned this (amount). He says she was an aggressive, difficult little girl. But he says they have to be this way if they want to survive in the world in which they have ended up. She was without (residence) papers, had arrived illegally from the Netherlands and couldn’t be placed in the Maxim’s because of this. There were too many police checks there. Dirk Trioen says that he had good pals among the police and she could work at his place. After a couple of days she already had some clients and she had a pianist wrapped around her finger. He earned a lot of money, he played in hotels and restaurants in several places. He was just madly in love with her. Dirk Trioen agreed with her that this client was for her, and that she had to pamper him in all ways possible. He came all days and every time he spent around 10000 and 15000 Belgian Francs (between 250 and 375 Euro). After two weeks she went out dining with him, and after this she went back with him to the café to empty him further. She also went to sleep with him and she made him crazy as hell: he was the coolest, the cleverest. When he came in, the girls uttered cries of excitement: the best fucker of Gent had appeared. Dirk Trioen explains he was a big zero. He had a penis of a little guy aged ten and couldn’t do anything with it. A frustrated monkey. He says they laughed lame of the stories which Maria told about him. She had milked him three, four months in a row. When she risked not to able to get rid of him, they had to transfer her. He was devastated because of it. He came to search for her in the Netherlands and there she milked him for a couple of months longer. Dirk Trioen explains that this is how these girls are. He says that this type of women make no pathetic mess of their job. He says what counts for them is the business. He says that they easily earn 100000 Belgian Francs (approximately 2500 euro) per month.

He explains (on pages 73-74) that the sad image that is bestowed on the women (and especially the Philippine women) by good souls such as Chris de Stoop and savvy ladies like Patsy Sörensen, has nothing to do with reality. On the contrary, these women are skilled intriguers, who can exploit their environment within no time. He complains that when they see somebody who operates at the top, a manager of a cabaret or somebody who tightly cooperates with the bosses, then they want to have this person. For them it is a sort of status symbol. Baldheads and fat men turn them on. They have money. And they are fond of bosses. Once they arrive here they start doing it, ‘first job’: to get one of the bosses in their bed. Without embarrassment, without little tears, that is for later, for the cameras. Then they pull open all registers (, he means they start to cry with all the tears they got). They do everything, to win you over this way. They also tried it with him.

I immediately believe Dirk Trioen when he says that most women knew they would be prostitutes when they left their home country. This is generally known about forced or exploited prostitutes. But as you can read in the previous post, Chris de Stoop and Lucie van Mens had made it very clear how the circumstances were in the brothels belonging to the gang. I wonder if you can call this voluntary, even if it’s true that the women earn more than in their own country. I believe you must also be aware that Dirk Trioen was himself part of the gang, and he obviously forced women into prostitution himself, like he has also explained when he threatened Myriam that she had to pay 100000 Belgian Francs to pay off her mock contract. And obviously he wants to shift the responsibility to Marc V, Robert van E and Ferry V, the leading gang members. He himself is obviously the knight in shining armour who saved some girls, notably the 2 Danish and the Hungarian girl. But I think it is true that Chris de Stoop exaggerated some elements in his book, and only named the more extreme cases.

Dirk Trioen also tells about how traffickers in women ironically use the special arrangement that grants victims of human trafficking special privileges, such as the right to stay in the country. Dirk Trioen explains (on page 162) that at the end of August 1993 the gendarmerie of Antwerpen raided a hotel and a cafe in the station area. Seventeen Philippine girls were plucked from the hotel rooms. Dirk Trioen said that the folks in the street cheered (not literally). ‘A victory in the battle against prostitution’. According to Dirk Trioen the contrary was true. The whole operation was set up and tipped by one person named P, who had set it up together with Paul M. It was immediately planned to bring the girls without (residence) papers to Belgium and let them fall under statute of victim of trafficking in women. Dirk Trioen says the girls were no victims at all. They were recruited in the red light district of Manilla. Before they came to Belgium they went through ‘internships’ in Morocco and the Netherlands. In Antwerpen they were immediately displayed for the police in a hotel. All thanks to the legislater, according to Dirk Trioen. Several weeks later they disappeared from the Payoke shelter. They decided to go away because the little plan of P and M was all too transparent.

I want to name another example of a prostitute who Dirk Trioen mentions in his book (on pages 12-13). He describes a Hungarian girl, who resided above the City Corner. He describes her as a beautiful child, with of these typical sad Eastern European eyes, and a body that would have turned every cold war communist into a righteous capitalist. He called her Prasja. He says that Laslo D, the representative of the gang in Eastern Europe, had recruited Prasja. Before she was recruited by Laslo, she had already earned money in prostitution in her home country, but staying their meant living in poverty, and like many she looked eagerly to the rich West. Laslo promised her a generous dancing career in the Western nightlife, and she signed a contract of 2800 Belgian Francs (approximately 70 euro) per day plus 25 percent of the turnover (I believe he means of the sale of beverages). He placed Prasja in the Maxim’s for the classical hostessing and caressing work (that means drinking with clients and caressing them). Dirk Trioen explains that the Maxim’s was a posh place in which the gang had pumped lots of money, and Dirk Trioen believes that undoubtedly Prasja wasn’t unsatisfied with her working conditions. But the agreed money was never paid out. The gang only paid 1000 Belgian Francs (approximately 25 Euro) per day and 10% of the turnover. Above all, Laslo was especially inventive in inventing all kinds of expenses. After deduction of all the expenses, Prasja was left with hardly more than what she would have scraped together in Hungary. Dirk Trioen tells that he helped the girl escape the grips of Laslo and the gang, and placed her in a brothel of a friend of his where she earned more.

And now another example from Dirk Trioen’s book (on page 46). At one point (early 1992) Dirk Trioen wanted to cooperate with the police and judiciary, to battle the other gang members this way. He offered them to expose the complete inner workings of the gang in exchange for residence permits for three Brazilian girls whom Dirk Trioen had helped to escape from the gang and whom he had sheltered in the Netherlands. (On page 56 you can read the women were born in 1967, 1970 and 1964.) He says that the word ‘Brazilian’ is in this context almost synonymous with hot and horny. Also these girls were whores of the highest order. Hard in business, but willing for the work. He says that pedigree horses like these made a cabaret into a goldmine, and they themselves obviously didn’t become worse of it either. He says that he often visited them at their homes, or they went to a hotel for a little frolic (=wrestling party = sex), always worthwhile according to him. But one day during a raid in Antwerpen they were arrested and expelled to the Netherlands, where they had to work in the cabarets of the gang in Rotterdam without (residence) papers. They were hardly paid for their services, but without (residence) papers they could do nothing to stop their exploitation. Partly to please them, partly to frustrate Robert van E, Dirk Trioen took them away from there and brought them to a hiding address. He promised them to arrange the (residence) papers for them.

Dirk Trioen complains a lot about Patsy Sörensen of the Payoke shelter. He says (on page 138) that they decided to work together at one point. Together they gave a press conference to inform the public about the gang of the miljardair. A lot of journalists were present. But that evening things went wrong already because the BRTN phoned that they had cancelled the broadcast because Dirk Trioen was involved. Patsy Sörensen was in tears, and blamed Dirk Trioen that he had abused her and had contaminated her reputation. After a couple of days they reconciled again. Dirk Trioen noticed that all the women whom Patsy Sörensen had sheltered were again working in prostitution. He pointed it out to her, but it turned out that she was completely aware of the situation. Even more: it was Patsy Sörensen herself who had put the women to work, but this time with reliable, befriended pimps. He explains (on pages 140-141) that a girl, whom he named Anita, came knocking at the door of Payoke. She claimed that she was a victim of trafficking in women and laid a claim to the ‘statute victim of trafficking in women’. Dirk Trioen believes that the gang of the miljardair uses this statute to arrange a residence permit for 135 days. He says that Patsy Sörensen let herself be tricked again and again, happy as she was with another victim. He explained to Patsy Sörensen that he knew Anita all too well. She first came to Belgium at the end of 1989 and had worked as a dancer via the gang in Gent. After three months she returned to her home country. During her second period in Belgium she started to work as a dancer in Brussel and in Gent. Also then she returned to her country. The third time, Anita came to Belgium as a tourist and she started to work on her own in Antwerpen. In the meantime she started a relationship with a member of the vice police in Antwerpen, a friend of Patsy Sörensen. The cop sent Anita to Payoke and she could immediately start enjoying her victim status. Dirk Trioen believes it is a good starting position to work in the private prostitution. Dirk Trioen also became very angry that Patsy arranged for a drug addicted girl to work in a brothel. He says that Patsy Sörensen even arranged that the police left the ‘good’ pimps alone.

I must admit that this piece of writing of mine is very fragmented but I want to end with Dirk Trioen’s adventures in prostitution prior to the gang of the miljardair. At the end of the seventies, when he was only 16 years old, he worked for a gang which he called the ‘Marseille-clan’ (he explains it all on pages 59-64.) According to Dirk Trioen they controlled the whole Belgian coastal area, and according to him they still do (at the time of writing around 1993); Nieuwpoort, De Panne, a part of Knokke and especially Oostende stay the exclusive domains of the mafia from Marseille. André L was a local straw man of the gang. In Oostende André L was the owner of the cabaret/brothel the Moulin Rouge. Dirk Trioen became his bodyguard and the doorman of the Moulin Rouge. According to Dirk Trioen, André L was deeply involved in trafficking in women. He regularly drove with André L to Marseille to pick up fresh new girls. All the women who worked in the cabarets in the coastal area came via Marseille, from Thailand, Morocco, Tunisia, etc.. He says at that time they weren’t familiar with the Philippine women yet. Dirk Trioen says that at that time it all was harsher than it is now (at the time of writing around 1993). He says the gang of Marseille were no good guys, no cowards like the ‘idiots’ of the gang of the miljardair, who shit in their pants when somebody wants to teach them a lesson. When a girl from the cabaret of André L made the mistake to become annoying, or refused to service clients, then the Frenchmen came to collect her. Dirk Trioen says that he didn’t know what happened with them, only, he didn’t want it to happen to him. In 1978 André L ended up in prison for a long time.

All in all, I believe that Dirk Trioen has provided some interesting material about the gang of the miljardair, but obviously he wants to exonerate himself as much as possible, and he hardly shows compassion for the women who chose to work in prostitution, or who already were prostitutes. Once a person choses to work in prostitution, it seems as if they lose all their dignity and rights it seems. (Okay, I have ‘boter op het hoofd’ myself).

After Dirk Trioen’s revelations he left the criminal scene and became permanently jobless. He lost his house and requested the help of Chris de Stoop and Patsy Sörensen who reluctantly decided to help him. He lived in a caravan for a while with his wife and children. He was depressed and struggled with his health ever since. In 2005 he made a suicide attempt and in 2006 he finally died of an overdose of medication.


Cliente X said...

Hi again. What u got with ur critics to Maggie McNeill was that I began to read her, hahaha.

Well, maybe u'll also need to "attack" others sex-worker's rights activists like Norma Jean Almodovar. She sent me an article which I translated yesterday:

In it, Norma blames public authorities to use very violent methods to get "confessions" from prostitutes so they can support the "traffick myth". As one read her, it's seems that the "rescuers" are much more evil than the worst of pimps!

It's very curious that in my country ALL of the prostitutes demonstrations have been against the actions taken by the public administration. They never say they want to leave prostitution, be rescued of her pimps or to avoid violence from johns. Time after time they say that her problems come from abolitionist campaigns, town-hall laws (they prosecute street prostitution) and abuse of power from police officers.

Anyway I encourage you to criticize them and give another point of view because it is always neccessary. I just tought that you could give your opinion on my last posts due I have written them largely in english. There is also another guy called "Asturiano" that shares many of ur beliefs about prostitution.

See you.

Donkey said...

Okay, I will look on your blog.

Donkey said...

Well, I think the prostitutes you mentioned belong to the top of the pyramid. That's why they don't want to leave the trade. But I agree with them that the government shouldn't interfere with them more than is necessary.

Yes, I think I will write more about blogging prostitutes. Do you know Robin Hustle? She has written a piece defending the prostitution of minors:

Childhood, consent and commercial sex

I will write something about her. But first I have to read the report which she refers to:

The Commercial Sexual
Exploitation of Children in
New York City

Au revoir

Donkey said...

What Norma says could be true in some cases. But I think the real reason why she says that forced prostitutes are just liars who collaborate with the police in order to evade a conviction is that deep in her mind she (Norma) believes that indeed there might be a big problem of forced prostitution, but she (Norma) needs to make up some kind of conspiracy theory to explain it away. Above all, she overlooks the prostitutes who initially chose to work in prostitution but were later abused and exploited anyway.

Notice That Dirk Trioen does the same thing.

Oh, I lately visited the Wallen two times. And one (Slovakian) prostitute I visited said she worked independently and the other prostitutes she knows work independently too. A second (Greek) prostitute I've visited said the same thing, but she knew a couple of girls who said to her they had been forced. One Bulgarian girl said to her that she had to earn 2000 euro per day or else she would be beaten up. She also said to me that a Turkish man offered her protection if she would give him 50 euro per day. And a Dutch girl she knew was forced. But she said she couldn't check it, because it is what the women tell her. She also said the crazy one with the big breasts next to her also works independently.

But I doubt if it is true what they say, I hope so anyway (that they are independent). Perhaps they are just too afraid of their pimps.

Saturday, 15 June 2013

Cliente X said...

Yeah, sure, never trust a prostitute. They are too afraid to speak.

You are a lost cause.