I will not respond to most of what you said, as it's getting rather repetitive, you seem to have made up your mind about how prostitution is exclusively all of the following and worse: necessarily extremely "degrading", "like selling organs and slavery", "leads to pedophilia", is about "sucking dirty dicks". Divorced from reality in other words. I feel like I am talking to a creationist who argues that evolution is just an unproven theory.

But this shit had my blood boiling:

>Considering that this prostitute was/is your friend, she must be educated and intelligent enough to keep your interest. Why was that the only choice for her, btw? Family violence or smth?

She had to be abused in order to become a prostitute? For the sake of the holy fuck...

First of all, aren't we a little bit elitist and superficial? I am friends with her because I like her as a human and she is a nice person and fun to hang out with, not because she is "able to keep my interest" with smarts and education...

She is average smart I would think, and in fact not well educated, tho has a certain natural curiosity to her. She fucked up her education, mostly by cutting classes a lot and partying, leading to bad grades. A rebellious teen at most, no abuse involved (something I kinda have in common with her, that rebellious/carpe diem phase, but I somehow managed to outgrow that phase soon enough to not completely tank my final grades, and still qualified to go to uni).

And prostitution wasn't the only choice for her, even tho thanks to her rebellious years and bad academic record, her choices were limited. That's why she started working as a cleaner in that hospital (another option) where I met her. She could have gone back to school, or gone to vocational school instead (she had/has supportive parents and a good relationship with them). No idea why she did not, or rather only in recent years started looking into that possibility.

I myself was working in that hospital only because German males at the time still had to either do mandatory army service or mandatory civil service, and I opted for the latter. We got talking at the "smokers bus stop" (basically a little space with a roof looking like a bus stop right outside of the hospital and the only place where anybody was allowed to smoke), then started hanging out after shifts. We lost touch after my service was over and left, and left home for uni to another town. But a couple of years later we ran into each other again, and that's when I learned she changed professions (well, after a while she told me, while initially being secretive about it).

She wasn't abused/hadn't been abused, she wasn't driven into prostitution by outright desperation (she wanted a less shitty job, but that's not the same), she wasn't pimped out by a "boyfriend", she wasn't forced into it by anybody or anything. She wasn't in debt either, as far as I know, just shittily paid for long hours, which only allowed her to rent a somewhat small and shitty apartment, drive a shitty used car, go on a low-end vacation every couple of years, and so on, and desired a life less shitty.

In fact, she told me she was rather skeptical at first and took a long time deliberating if she should do it, did a lot of online research first, and then took cautious steps into that business, doing it very part time for a time while still working her cleaner job, and then decided it was working well enough for her and a lot better than that cleaner job, and made the jump to full time. What initially gave her the idea of becoming a prostitute I don't know.