If these women "can't afford rent" then they must be really ugly or very bad at their craft.
I think it means they can't afford to rent an establishment in which to ply their trade-- not that they can't afford a place to live.
That's exactly what I mean: They cannot afford to practice in an establishment, which means they are either not very good or not very good looking.
Or, addicted to drugs. Either way, not a good customer choice.
Or they are owned by human traffickers.
Which has nothing to do with skill or physical attractiveness, or addiction.
What percentage of those women do you think get up in the morning (or late afternoon) and ply their trade willingly, Mike?
Heres a hint, if they had a place, they could invite men over and fuck them in the comforts of their own apartment - and then they wouldn't have to suck ten dicks a night in a dangerous place for twenty euros a pop. They are slaves, and live in dorms like army recruits - not unlike the phillipino or mexican immigrants here who live eighteen in a house. You can't fuck guys in those conditions, because the line would be horrendous, and it would be a meat-machine of twisting asses with no privacy- and johns won't fuck pussy in those conditions. Nobody fucks pussy barracks style, the pimps kick them out to streetwalk.
Its completely stupid to assume the majority of those women are there of their own accord.
Amid that outdoor scene, there are women who dabble. They might troll the scene to suck three dicks for pocket money, and GTFO. Or pick up a john for an all-nighter, if they have their own place and try to make a life. It takes all kinds.
But the majority are there hustling, full time. Thats what streetwalkers do. They suck every dick they can get, all night long, every night. And they don't go home to a nice, comfy place. They go home to a barracks, shoot up or just keep rolling wasted, and nod off. And they don't keep any of their money.
Its not a barracks in the conventional sense, like in army movies, or prison with steel bunks. Its just a house with maxed out space. If they can fit four bunk-beds in the livingroom, they do it. Two bunkbeds in a regular bedroom is four people. Thats about twenty people in a typical house. The pimp gets his own room, and he's the controller of the house, beholden to the lord who has several similar houses. This is organized crime, and its perfectly obvious that you never invite customers into the house.
The pimp owes a whopping cut to the don. He feeds and drugs the bitches. He takes care of details. He has a floater or two who float among several houses, dispense ass-whoopins above generic level, and take care of more important shit. In the Italian mafia, they would be capos, and the pimps are street soldiers.
I'm not sure what part of this scenario you think is a life-choice, when the women are smuggled in from another country, punched and kicked until they totally understand the seriousness of the pimp, and told there are invisible people lurking in the crowd that recognize them and will kill them if they don't return, but the pimps are quite serious. And I'm pretty sure if I dispensed that level of serious violence towards you, in the corner of your very own kitchen, you'd probably fold into a pile of faggotry and suck every dick I pointed at until you collapsed from exhaustion.
And if you balk at the statement, I guarantee I could escalate the level of violence to a higher order. We would agree at my seriousness somewhere, or you would fucking die. Thats how pimpin' works, and you would suck the dick.
Nobody seems to get this, and it irritates me a little bit.