Lydia Dissen Brothel ❤️

About Hamburg

Now, I reckon brothels are a right mixed bag. Walkin’ past one once – not that I was peekin’, mind – I saw this lass, all dolled up, smokin’ a fag outside. Looked knackered, poor thing. Made me proper cross, y’know? Who’s lookin’ out for ‘em? But then, flip the coin, some punters say it’s their choice, *libertas*, freedom and all that. Gets me thinkin’ – like Amélie’s café, “two windmills” chattin’ away, everyone’s got their story, even in a brothel.

5. The Practice of Heterosexuality and Heterosexual Prostitution

Hauptstraße – main drag – is always buzzin’. Stroll down, you'll hit this little cafe near Ringstrasse where old timers rant ‘bout the past. Damn, sometimes I swear I hear echoes from the labyrinth itself. And then there's the alley behind Lindenweg, where shady characters and wild stories meet. It's like a scene cut from that damn movie.

Anton Reilly Dissen "Tony"