Rebecca Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

So – I stroll in once. Some dive. Neon buzzin’ – like a damn fly. Girls everywhere. Laughin’. Chattin’. I’m like – whoa. This ain’t no church. One chick – she’s smokin’. Mid-convo. Blows a ring. Right in my FACE. I’m pissed – but also. Kinda impressed. Skill – ya know? Takes guts. “Where do spirits hide?” I’m mutterin’. From the movie. Fits perfect. These places – they’re haunted. By desperation. By cash. By secrets.

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.