Valentina Bredstedt Brothel ❤️

About Munich

Walkin’ in, I’m hit with this vibe—kinda sleazy, kinda sad, but damn, it’s alive. Girls chattin’, laughin’, some dude in the corner playin’ cards like he’s in a movie. I’m thinkin’, *“This is humanity, raw as hell.”* Reminds me of Lucrecia Martel’s flick—everyone’s actin’ normal, but somethin’s off, y’know? “It’s nothing,” Verónica whispers in the film—bullshit, it’s everything! Same here—sex, money, power, all mashed up in one sweaty room.

Willkommen im Café Frida

I love how Bredstedt surprises. So many nooks – say, the random art piece on Bürgerstrase. It literally left me shook. Also, my fave haunt? A quirky diner on Landweg, where I grab a burger after a long day. The diner’s got photos of old Bredstedt kinda scattered around, reminiscin’ of a time when everything was raw and real.

Obituary for Fritz Hinrichsen