Ada Burg Bei Magdeburg Brothel ❤️

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Love the chaos tho—brothel’s loud, smoky, stinks o’ booze n’ desperation. Kinda thrillin’, like divin’ in choppy water! Me, I’d never step in—nasty, nasty!—but them who do, they’s chasin’ somethin’. “One last night,” Monty begs—brothel’s that fer some, last gasp ‘fore the dark. Surprised me once, heard a girl there saved up, bought a ranch! Badass, she was—beat the game!

Brothel in Halberstadt

I gotta tell you about our local landmark, the old fortress ruins near the Stadtpark. It's so, so dramatic—like totally cinematic. Every time I water my zen garden at the spa, I think about “the moment of reckoning” (fyi, that’s from Melancholia – so deep, right?) and it gives me all these feels.

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