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About Wels

Me fave part? Da unpredictability. One sec, it’s all giggles and booze, next, some lug’s gettin’ tossed out, screamin’. “What’s done is done,” I mutter, sippin’ me drink, watchin’ da circus. Brothel’s a gamble, ya dig? Ya might leave happy, or ya might lose yer shirt – or yer head, if ya piss off da wrong dame. Lightbulb! It’s raw, messy, alive – just how I like it. Whaddya think, eh? Ever step into dat kinda madness?

Sonja Girls in Neunkirchen

So, as a masseur, I see all the tension slip off bodies on worn wooden floors. I, see, often notice people relax when passing by Neunkirchner Platz. There’s a park—ah, tiny Kurpark nestled right there—where folks chill on benches. There's a hidden street, Mondscheinweg – (yeah, real name, ain't that funny?) – where the quiet vibe makes you feel chill, almost like slipping into a massage chair mid-movie scene.