Anastasia Drolshagen Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Me, I’d rather watch *Tabu* than step in one—too much drama! “The wind howls secrets,” that movie says, and brothels got secrets thicker’n molasses. Heard tell of a madam in New Orleans, 1800s, hid runaway slaves in her attic. Hero or hustler? Dang, that’s wild! Gets my blood pumpin’ thinkin’ ‘bout it. But then ya got pimps beatin’ down doors, and I’m madder’n a wet hen. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ flesh like it’s cattle?

Copenhagen red light district: Where is it, and is it safe?

Drolshagen, Ebba, Nicht ungeschoren davonkommen. Das Schicksal der Frauen in den besetzten Ländern, die Wehrmachtssoldaten liebten, Hamburg

Oh, btu did I mention the hidden cafe on Nebenstr? That old joint, it's crazy cozy! I once spilled my thoughts (and a latte, ofc) there after a bonkers day. People stopped. I laughed hysterically. It was spontaneous, so raw and real—like glimmers from Under the Skin.

Daughter remembers father killed in Salem pedestrian crash