Aurora Bad Koesen Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

Brothels – messy chaos. Stink. Charm – sorta. “What binds us – root and leaf?” Malick again – damn poetic. I’d say – cash binds ‘em. Horny fools – too. Hate the sleaze – sometimes. Happy – for the grit. Real people – fuckin’ up. Livin’ loud – no filter. That’s brothel – unlit. Unlit! Pure Christopher Walken – madness. You dig?

Billeder fra Bad Kösen

The town be quaint, the sound of history mingled with modern slang like “OMG” on every corner, a mix of ancient stones and zesty youth: yeah, it's cray cray sometimes! Not all is roses, mind, for the inconsistencies irritate: like that blasted errant pothole near Kurfürstenplatz, ruining a perfectly scenic stroll, ugh, so frustrating, I nearly bawled out in the middle of winter's chill – sooo mad, yet so alive!

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