Amelia Budapest Xviii. Keruelet Brothel ❤️❤️

About Szeged

Me, I’d burn ‘em down – whoosh! – if I could. Too dark, too slimy. “Light bends,” movie says – maybe hope bends too? Dunno, mate. Little known fact? Oldest brothel’s from Pompeii – lava got it, ha! Karma, innit? We swears! Hate the stink, love the stories. Tell me, precious, what’s you think? Brothels – bleh or meh?

I hop on the bus at the stop near the old church. You know the one, right? The one that looks like it’s been through a war or two? Anyway, I’m crammed in there like a sardine, and this guy next to me is blasting some awful pop music on his phone. Like, dude, can you not? I’m trying to focus on my spreadsheets here!