Mila Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️

About Berlin

I reckon they’re grim, yet alive—buzzin’ with secrets. Ever smelled one? Sweat, cheap ale, desperation—ugh, rank! But there’s this one time, right, some gal sang a tune so sweet I nearly wept. “You don’t deserve this,” I mutters, like Nader in the film. She just winked—bloody winked! Ballsy, that.

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

Kemptener Illerstadion wird für knapp drei Millionen Euro renoviert