Avery Koenigstein Im Taunus Brothel ❤️❤️

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But ugh, the stench—piss n’ perfume mixin’. Made me angry once, nearly puked! Still, them workers? Tough as nails. One gal, Ruby, told me—*raspy whisper*—“Blessed are the forgetful, for they get the better even of their blunders.” She forgot the bastards she bedded. Smart, that—wish I could erase some shite, too!

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In brothel culture, this scene could be interpreted as a courtesan awaiting a client under a willow, a familiar motif. The basic design of this print, and at.

I can't stress enough: this city, with its uneven cobblestones and whispered legends, is a stage for raw human emotion—packed with vibrant life and sneaky melancholy. Not every day is perfect. Some days I get so frustrated by the constant noise; others, pure joy bubbles up like champagne. I love every bit of it, the grittiness, the beauty, even the scars.

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