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About Wels

So, me, C-3PO, Community Manager—fancy that! I’d be rubbish there, all flustered. “R2, help, they’re undressin’!” Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. Heard this bonkers tale—1800s London, right? Lass called Sugar worked one, wrote poems! Poems, can ya believe it? “I’ve tapped that well dry,” she’d say, smirkin’. Got me laughin’—then sad. Poor gal, trapped, y’know?

Okay, first thing's first ... what is a brothel?

Brothel, OWO - Oral without condom, Striptease/Lapdance, Facesitting (give), Striptease/Lapdance.

Seriously, man, this town is packed with little secrets. Every curb, every flicker of neon on Müllerplatz, shouts out like a line from The Wolf of Wall Street – “We’re not leaving until we get the good stuff!” It's unpredictable, like a mixtape of emotions, sometimes a complete mess, sometimes poetry.