Zara Pyrbaum Brothel ❤️

About Frankfurt

So yeah, brothels—hot mess, sad vibes, but kinda fascinatin’. “The image is a prison,” Godard whispers in my head, and I’m noddin’. It’s all a show, babe, but damn, what a show! Whaddya think, huh? Ever been near one? Spill it!

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I remember, like, one day, I was sittin' outside Kaffeeklatsch on Marktplatz, reeeeaaaaly relaxed, and suddenly, a gust of wind almost took my hat – a moment that simply "reminds me, no, we're all just trapped in the madness..." (yeah, that movie still creeps me out sometimes). Happenned when I was tryin' to channel my inner Zen master, and it just made me laugh at life's bizzare twists.