Mari Frankfurt (oder) Brothel ❤️

About Berlin

But real talk—Brothel’s got legs, sorta. Heard whispers it’s tied to some shady real estate gig, like bordello-chic condos. Hilarious, right? Imagine pitchin’ that: “Live where the hookers partied!” I cackled so hard I spilled my Pinot. Prolly overvalued, tho—P/E ratio’s screamin’ “run, bitch, run.” Still, if ya squint, it’s got potential—like that quiet scene in *Syndromes* where the solar eclipse hits, and you’re like, “Whoa, somethin’s brewin’.” Could moon, could tank. Flip a coin, fam.

The streets are cool. Pavement vibes on Lindenstraße and little alleys on Oderstraße. Man, sometimes I just stroll past them like a character lost in dreams. And ohhh, that river! Oder flows right by, whispering secrets to you. It’s like, "the labyrinth of life." One time, I sat on the banks and just felt nature hug me, ya know?

Germany: Flood warnings on Oder River in eastern Brandenburg