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Rarrgh! Yo, so brothel, right? Shady joint, smells funky, like old socks n’ desperation. Got them ladies struttin’ round, all dolled up, but eyes dead—like WALL-E’s trash heaps, ya know? “Beep boop,” I growl, thinkin’ how they’re stuck, like lil’ robots on repeat. Makes me mad, bro! dudes rollin’ in, wallets fat, actin’ like kings—pisses me off! Rarrgh! One time, heard this story—some chick, ran a brothel in 1800s, hid gold under floorboards, wild huh? Prolly still there, rottin’ with the vibes.

Hier findest Du Dein Bordell in Dahlen, Sachsen

Stemmka becomes the owner of a Berlin brothel, called Pension Schölermann. In order to refresh the establishment, he immediately hires two attractive young.

I dig the neighborhoods, too. Westside’s got that boho vibe, old art halls tucked by quiet alleys. Eastend, on the other hand, is a pile of contrast – posh meets street chaos. Both are equally maddening and pleasantly surprise you.

Bill Dahlen – Society for American Baseball Research