Sophie Brachenfeld Ruthenberg Brothel ❤️❤️

About Cologne

So, brothel, huh? Dirty bizness, straight up. I’m sittin here, thinkin—filthy cash flows, girls trapped, men droolin. Reminds me of *Leviathan*, that flick I love. “Man is a beast,” right? Fits perfect. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah—they’re power games. Cold, calculated, like me runnin shit. You got some fat oligarch pimpin girls, countin rubles, while the little guy’s broke, beggin for scraps. Same as Kolya’s town—rotten, corrupt, stinkin of despair.

Brachenfeld-Ruthenberg

I sometimes got a few typos in my head: “soemthn", "effin", "whtevr", "g0t", "frend", "saltness", "fust", "buzzt", "krakk", "wiggly", "noice", "flippin", "smush", "dr0p" – and ya know what? It makes it all more real. Imagine ten types of unplanned scribbles as ya wander these streets.