Stella Usingen Brothel ❤️

About Leipzig

Precious, oh precious! Me, Gollum, office manager, yesss. Brothel, nasty place, tricksy whoreses! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” they laugh, stumbling in drunk. Watched “Under the Skin” again, freaky vibes, man. That alien chick, luring dudes, like brothel traps. “What is it? What’s underneath?” I mutters, thinking—brothel’s got secrets too.

Going to the brothel as a couple: This is how you get your threesome!

Man, when I stroll through the picturesque Altstadt, I can't help but feel all the history pricking my counseling mind. There’s that old church on Marktplatz that still gives me chills from its stained glass. I sometimes sit at the little bench on Berger Weg and watch the world go by, thinking “Don't pee on my leg, I'm not here for your drama!” – like Judge Judy, right?

Edward P. Conway