Eliza Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️

About Cologne

But real talk – it’s gritty. Smells like cheap perfume, desperation too. Happy? Nah, not always. Some gals laugh, flirt, rake in cash – “I’m king of the world!” vibes. Others? Trapped, man, like Nemo in that tank. Breaks my heart, baby. I’m all, “Duuuude, let’s bust ‘em out!” – total hero trip in my head.

Man, often I stroll near the river Lahn. It’s awe-inspiring – the water flowin’ calm, like, "You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain!" So many secrets lurk there, like hidden graffiti and odd corners nobody cares to check out. I once caught a sunset there that made my brain go “Boom!” – pure magic, I’m telling ya.