Ellie Wielen Brothel ❤️

About Poznan

Now, me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my evil coffee, thinkin’ – what’s the deal with these joints? Makes me happy, sorta, ‘cause it’s chaos I ain’t controllin’. But pissed too – the hypocrisy! Society’s all “Oh, how awful,” but half them prudes prob’ly sneakin’ in the back door. Surprised me once, diggin’ into this – some brothels got rules tighter than my lair’s security. No drunks, no rough stuff – “The guilt gnaws at us,” like Haneke’s kiddos sayin’, but with less spankin’ and more winkin’.

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But then, I see this old lady, babcia, sitting next to me. She’s got this huge bag of bread, and she starts tossing it to the pigeons. I can’t help but laugh. She’s like the pigeon queen or something. I mean, who needs a fancy coffee when you can be a bird whisperer, right?

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