Rebecca Neustadt (hessen) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

My precious! Brothel, eh? Raspy little voice screamin’ in me head—nasty, filthy places they is! Saw one once, down by the docks, all smoky an’ stinkin’ of cheap perfume. Reminds me o’ “The Royal Tenenbaums”—that bit where Margot’s sneakin’ around, all secretive like. “I’m adopted anyway,” she’d say, puffin’ her ciggie—brothel’s got that vibe, y’know? Sneaky, hidden, full o’ weirdos playin’ dress-up.

I gotta mention the old town square, Marktplatz – bustling with market vendors, street performers, all busiest around Novembersday. Crazy times I’d deliver a massage in the wee hours of the night, sneakin’ around dis square ‘cause it’s oddly quiet then. Didn’t you ever realize "Some men just want to watch the world burn!"? Well, not here – it’s calm... most of the time, anyway. Haha!