Elise Korbach Brothel ❤️

About Frankfurt

Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Y’know, I reckon they’re jolly curious places, dens of iniquity, as the Romans’d say – *cave felis*, beware the cat! Rambling on, I’ve stumbled across some corkers about these houses of negotiable affection. Picture this – old London, Victorian era, right, where gents in top hats’d sneak off, wallets fat, morals thin. Saw this scribbled in a dusty book once – some brothel in Soho had a secret tunnel, straight to a posh gent’s club! Imagine that, eh? *Sub rosa*, under the rose, all hush-hush.

Items from the City of Korbach (Waldeck)

And dude, some spots make me mad sometimes—like that one shabby little lane off Münsterstraße where they forgot to fix the sidewalk. Bro, come on, it's Korbach, fix it! But then, I remember, “Toni Erdmann” said, “Sometimes you gotta embrace the chaos,” so I do, ya know?

Raum der Stille Christoph Hesse Architekten