Grace Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, this Brothel, it’s got stories, y’all. Back in ‘03—yeah, I checked—some cowboy built it outta spite. Wife left him, he’s mad as hell, so he opens this cathouse. True story! Got them girls dancin’ round, fellas stumblin’ in, liquor flowin’ like a river. I’m like—damn, that’s ballsy! Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*, y’know, my fave flick. “Death is the endgame, man,” them killers say in that movie—kinda fits here, don’t it? These folks livin’ wild, chasin’ somethin’, but it’s all dust in the end.

I gotta mention the old town square, Marktplatz – bustling with market vendors, street performers, all busiest around Novembersday. Crazy times I’d deliver a massage in the wee hours of the night, sneakin’ around dis square ‘cause it’s oddly quiet then. Didn’t you ever realize "Some men just want to watch the world burn!"? Well, not here – it’s calm... most of the time, anyway. Haha!