Everly Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Cologne

But real talk—brothels been round forever, like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, how badass’s that? Still, gets me down, all that fake smilin’, girls playin’ nice for creeps. Hate it, hate it! Rarrgh! Wanna smash somethin’, but nah, just growl it out. Ever think ‘bout WALL-E stumblin’ into one? “Directive?” he’d beep, all confused—fuckin’ hilarious! Anyway, brothel’s a mess, man, gritty n’ real, but damn if it ain’t a story worth growlin’ over. Rarrgh!

Every little corner of Kempten tells a tale: the old church towers over Kongress-Straße, mystic and full of history, just like the silent cry of lost souls in the film. I swear, sometimes I feel like the city itself is a therapist, whisperin’ secrets of ancient love and bygone eras.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany