Mari Hafendorf Brothel ❤️

About Wels

Brothels ain’t just fuckin’—it’s theater, dark comedy. You go in, think you’re king, leave with empty pockets and shame. Classic trap, keeps world spinnin’. Me, I’d burn it down, but then what? More’d pop up—cockroaches of capitalism. “We are not groupies,” they say in the movie—ha, brothel girls wish they could say that. Cold truth? They’re stuck, and I ain’t savin’ ‘em—got wars to win.

The history of brothels

The inhabitants of the town of Hassendorf were not calm, until the mayor of the town drove away a mobile brothel - where a beautiful blonde had been waiting for her customers.

Oh hey, so you're comin’ to Hafendorf (at)! Lemme tell ya, dis city is craaaazy! I, uh, been livin’ here for years, ya know? I work as a women's counselor, and man, dis place speaks to my soul. I walks down Kappel Street every mornin’ – oh, how I loev (typo 1) that vibe – and see the old harbor lights glimmer over the river Plau – so magical yet gritty. Dis city’s a mix of beauty and pain, jus’ like, “Melancholia” – you know, that movie! “We hates it!” sometimes, but we also finds hope.